Today is hopefully the first day of a new normal, a new normal that we are going to have to figure out. Today is the first day that my baby went to daycare. I've been back at work most of these two years, but she was with my mom. The other 'baby' was in school four mornings a week and with my mom the rest of the time I was at work. My mom was really flexible with strange schedules and evening church events. But for now, that's not an option so we have to figure out this 'new normal' in which I haul my kids to daycare/school each morning, pick up from school and run to daycare, pick up from daycare and try even harder to not have meetings or events at times when my hubby is not home in the evenings. It's been a hodge podge of grandparents, days home/working with kids there, days at work/working with kids there, and friends watching the girls for the last few weeks.
But it is what it is because we have bigger fish to fry. And those fish involve my mom beating cancer. She had major surgery on the 12th of March which turned out even more major than planned and is very weak. She is doing rehab at a nursing home now and we'll meet an oncologist on April 12th to see what comes next. It doesn't seem like she'll be watching the girls again anytime soon. But maybe someday...it's too soon to tell for sure.
There are like 14 directions this could go, but for now I'll just say...
It was a long Lent in so many ways. But it's Easter now. And God has the last word; death does not. So whatever happens, it's Easter!
3 comments:
Oh, Silent...
I am amazed at the resilience of human nature and how quickly we adjust to "the new normal" and that does not make a single day of it any easier. I think sometimes we adjust too quickly because we have to; we would simply curl up in a ball and weep (and sometimes we have to do that too). Continuing prayers...
I've been praying for you.
Thanks ladies.
And yes, Wendy--I've curled up in a ball and wept too. It's not as easy as this post sounds...
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