Simplemind
12-22-12, 2:53am
Eleven years ago my husband and I chose this day to be married. It is a significant day for both of us and the month itself has five family birthdays within the next week as well as Christmas. We jokingly refer to it as hell month. We love it but all the chips are stacked on it.
This year was huge for me in terms of change. I saw my mother through her last days which was the hardest thing I have ever done. I retired three months after that which was the second hardest thing I have ever done. Dealing with my dad and some issues that have been brought forth since my mom passed have further tipped my world upside down. I have felt loss after loss this year with no breather in between. My husband has been a rock through it all. My best friend and sounding board and the only person solidly in my corner at the end of each day.
We decided to unplug from family and the holidays this year. Starting with our declaration that we were not cooking for Thanksgiving or going out. We just wanted the day to the three of us. Same for Christmas Eve and Christmas, I would have the family over for an evening that wasn't pulling everybody in so many directions. On top of that, we decided to forgo all Christmas decorating and gifts in lieu of taking a well deserved long awaited for vacation which would also celebrate my son't 18th birthday and most likely his last vacation with us.
We were so looking forward to taking each day as we saw fit. My son was scheduled to be in numerous performances which we were looking forward to since some were school related and it is his last year. All great stuff - until it wasn't. My husband fell ill right after we finished our Thanksgiving dinner. He didn't feel well the next day but wouldn't let me take him in. By early morning I knew something was terribly wrong and called for an ambulance. What was first thought to be a brain tumor the size of a tangerine was within the next couple of day rediagnosed as a stroke. He spent a week in ICU and another four days beyond that. I brought him home and he has been with me since. We don't know what the future holds but we do know that he is home, he is himself, he can walk, talk and move. He has balance issues and gets extremely fatigued after being on his feet for a few minutes but he is home...... with us......
I could not ask for a greater gift this solstice/anniversary than having him home. We are also thankful that our finances are in order that we don't have that worry on top of it. Our son is old enough and mature enough to understand that Christmas, vacations, birthdays...... are all on hold for right now and we are living day by day.
We have each other and there could be no greater gift.
This year was huge for me in terms of change. I saw my mother through her last days which was the hardest thing I have ever done. I retired three months after that which was the second hardest thing I have ever done. Dealing with my dad and some issues that have been brought forth since my mom passed have further tipped my world upside down. I have felt loss after loss this year with no breather in between. My husband has been a rock through it all. My best friend and sounding board and the only person solidly in my corner at the end of each day.
We decided to unplug from family and the holidays this year. Starting with our declaration that we were not cooking for Thanksgiving or going out. We just wanted the day to the three of us. Same for Christmas Eve and Christmas, I would have the family over for an evening that wasn't pulling everybody in so many directions. On top of that, we decided to forgo all Christmas decorating and gifts in lieu of taking a well deserved long awaited for vacation which would also celebrate my son't 18th birthday and most likely his last vacation with us.
We were so looking forward to taking each day as we saw fit. My son was scheduled to be in numerous performances which we were looking forward to since some were school related and it is his last year. All great stuff - until it wasn't. My husband fell ill right after we finished our Thanksgiving dinner. He didn't feel well the next day but wouldn't let me take him in. By early morning I knew something was terribly wrong and called for an ambulance. What was first thought to be a brain tumor the size of a tangerine was within the next couple of day rediagnosed as a stroke. He spent a week in ICU and another four days beyond that. I brought him home and he has been with me since. We don't know what the future holds but we do know that he is home, he is himself, he can walk, talk and move. He has balance issues and gets extremely fatigued after being on his feet for a few minutes but he is home...... with us......
I could not ask for a greater gift this solstice/anniversary than having him home. We are also thankful that our finances are in order that we don't have that worry on top of it. Our son is old enough and mature enough to understand that Christmas, vacations, birthdays...... are all on hold for right now and we are living day by day.
We have each other and there could be no greater gift.