Six days to the "shortest" day of the year. My father is still improving from his hip infection. Called my parents (aka "the folks") yesterday: They said don't come over, "we are saving energy to go to a concert"... they still haven't adapted to the reality of where dad is in life. They still need the challenge and to push past the limits. I can understand this thinking, but it just seems to me so insensible to not adapt to reality. Nothing I can do about it though. They are not the listening type.
So about me:
Yesterday we went to synagogue. I wanted to go in particular to meet up with a friend who had sent me a very sweet note of love, advice and encouragement. (I can definitely use all the love, advice and encouragement you all have for me right now) Entering the synagogue, I broke down in a little cry - overwrought with emotions. All that is going on with my dad, all that is going on with setting up my business, and then about how many wonderful loving friends I have, and how many blessings - how many miracles - God has bestowed on me. What a life! I am at once proud of who I am, and humbled by the how loved I am. I am overwhelmed by the challenges set forth before me, and comforted to have Caroline, Anna, and Alma helping me navigate through more than I ever thought I could. When the friend I had gone to synagogue gave me a long, deep hug, listened to me and just let me know that she was also there to help me navigate, I felt such thankfulness to God and to life for putting me in this place where life truly does transcend me, but where I have a backbone of love from my friends and my family to help me get through it.
I am crying now. It's a lot... But I'm doing it! They say that to whom much is given, much is expected... And so SO much has been given! The only way I have to express this is "life transcends me".
Thank you friends. Thank you
No comments:
Post a Comment