Whew, I am glad this one is over, well, mostly it’s over. The week started out on a high note, a really high note in fact. A very good friend of mine was blessed with the birth of her second child, a sweet little baby girl. Mama and daughter are doing well, nothing too dramatic about this child’s arrival into the world and that is a good thing. Too much drama during a birth is not needed. Ask any mom 🙂 And now she and her loving husband have the proverbial millionaire’s family; a boy and a girl. Just like my little family 🙂 I hope she can enjoy this version of being a millionaire for as long as possible because it won’t be long before these beautiful children start to “borrow” from the bank. Anyway, great start to the week. It even ended on a similar note, with a birth. Yup, a co-worker I have become friendly with was blessed with the birth of her first grandchild last night. This sweet little boy was born to her daughter and he is a dream come true for them all. The somewhat melancholy part is that this little baby has been blessed to share his uncle’s name. It was an emotional choice for my friend because this uncle is her deceased son. He passed away as a teen from some sad illness. It is wonderful to rejoice in this amazing miracle, but sad to realize who is missing from the celebration 🙁
My week of bookend babies was full of crap at work, which can be pretty typical for many people. I do really enjoy my job, but there are times when it can really depress me. This week was one of those times. Being surrounded by the constant reminder that someday we are all going to die can be a real buzz killer, ya know? I do get some satisfaction from guiding people through this difficult time, but every once in awhile I am slapped awake with the harsh reality that people die young all the time. That people lose their parents, all of the time. That children and spouses get sick, all of the time. It was painfully obvious about mid week when another co-worker experienced a life changing event. Her husband had a heart attack on his way to work! On the subway no less. Thankfully he is alive, but he had surgery for a very bad blockage and only time will tell how he is going to be. Pray for my friend and her hubby please. She could use the love and support right now.
Many miles away more friends faced a cruel world this week because of a decision someone else got to make about where a child should live and who she should live with. Foster care and adoption are two gifts that selfless people can give to a child who needs a loving home, a safe environment and unconditional love. I don’t understand why the decisions are made by individuals who don’t get to see how happy a little child is with her new family or how she is thriving wrapped in their embrace. It astounds me that what, politics or bloody bureaucracy plays a part? I am so sad and angry for my friends and what they have to suffer through, but more so I am devastated for the little angel babies who will miss out on the families and the people that want them.
The joy and the pain of this week has reminded me to hug my children just a bit tighter each night and to not worry about too many of the little things, but the truth is they are still there. Both the little things and the not so little things. The bumps and bruises will heal, the hurt feelings from a rude kid on the play ground will fade, but what about the potential job losses or the friendships that have failed you? How can you get over them so easily? What about ignorance? Should you let it go when someone is so totally oblivious to your feelings that they start to blame you for a breakdown in communication? Here’s a good one. Trust. Is trusting someone overrated these days? Should you stop caring what other people do? Personally, I don’t think these fall into the “little” category anymore then an outbreak of SARS does. But what do you? Pray, scream, hug, write? Whatever works I guess 🙂
Another highlite of the week was the chance to help with some more vacation planning for Disney trippers. This always puts me in a good mood 🙂 Now, to work on the ole budget so we can start planning one for us!
I wonder what next week will bring……
FT&PD
Suz
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