I mentioned in my last post that I was needing a little time to decompress and process after sharing at Westmont’s chapel a couple of weeks ago…I’m not sure that has happened yet. The experience has stirred my heart and I’m still feeling a little vulnerable and raw…weepy and droopy. Not that it was a negative experience…no, it was awesome and I’m glad I did it! And I’m really appreciating the exciting feedback I’m getting from folks who’ve had time to watch the video…It’s just that I had everything (all the emotions, hopes, fears, reality checks of the past several years) neatly filed away in my heart, then I rummaged through it all to prepare for my talk and now I’m left with a messy heart that needs to be organized again! Ha Ha Can anyone say “Type A”!!! I crave “neat and tidy” but life is NEVER neat and tidy…even when it’s good! This is an unfortunate dilemma.
After spending a good bit of time reflecting on the past, I find myself saying “Now what?”. My heart is full AND terrified all at the same time and I’m not quite sure what to do with it. God, what do You have for us?…I ask this question both literally and figuratively. I say I want to know but, then again, it’s “hindsight” that gives us “perfect vision” not “foresight” so I need to find the energy to capture my thoughts, refocus and return to taking life ONE DAY AT A TIME. It’s a lesson in perseverance I guess.
In the midst of all this and the rest of the kids’ spring break, Rolf finished the big indoor project of rebuilding the wall of cabinets in our hallway. This forced me to empty the cabinets of ALL their contents and reorganize (hmmmm, I see a pattern here)…a BIG project that was WAY overdue. This included the dreaded photo album cabinet that has been neglected the past 6 six years…it literally had loose pictures stuffed in it to the point of spilling out every time we opened the cabinet door. Of course, the project took 10 times longer than it should have because I got distracted by all these fantastic treasures of the past and one treasure in particular stood out as particularly significant in the emotional place I’m in right now. It’s a card that one of Rudy’s doctors gave me and Rolf the day Rudy was discharged from the hospital…in part, it reads: “It is usually the docs that get, not give, the card; but for you everything is different! The extreme patience that you have shown over the past 6 months has been a lesson for me. When times get tough, a person’s true colors emerge. You two have been put to the ultimate test with Rudy and you have shown me what it really means to be a ‘Christian’ (and that’s coming from a Jew!). You are both genuinely good people. From the prenatal diagnosis to the Norwood to the chylothorax to the other chylothorax to the trach through failed extubations….you have been nothing but kind, patient and understanding to everyone around you. With every curve ball and set back, you stayed calm, positive and hopeful. …I will always pull for Rudy’s health and I am so thrilled that you are getting to take him home today.” I feel like I should frame it and put it up on the wall as a constant reminder that this is the result of taking things ONE DAY AT A TIME. If we had been told what to expect the day Rudy was born, I would have said “this isn’t survivable (for Rudy or us)” and crumbled but by taking that early journey one day, one hour, sometimes one breath at a time, it added up to 6+ months in the hospital, a celebrated homecoming and what has become 5 years at home together…as a family of 6! Amazing….truly!! I am humbled!!
Okay, so the other thing making me weepy today is that it’s Wilson’s 17th Birthday! He changed our world when he turned Rolf’s and my couple into a family…he marks the start of a pretty amazing chapter in my life and I LOVE that God entrusted him to us.
I gave Wilson a copy of the picture Greg Lawler took of him and Rudy at Westmont and I noticed it on his desk with a quote written on the back of it…”Life is a precious thing. You must not forget the lives around you that you can touch and move in astounding ways.” I asked him whose quote that was and he said “mine, I wrote it”. Out of the mouths of babes…I need this reminder plastered on my wall too!!
Olivia started her first official job…dog walking! She’s LOVING it and LOVES her “clients”!!! Her persistence in the quest to get a dog of her own will pay off…she’ll wear this mama down one of these days!
We absolutely LOVED having our god-daughter, Maya (on the right), drop in with two of her friends and teammates Fiona and Sarah on their way down south for spring break…Stanford swimmers not only excel at swimming but are SUPER SWEET too! 🙂
A small rain storm produced this beautiful rainbow on our hills last week…we desperately need more rain but who can be worried when there’s such a pretty rainbow in view?
Rolf’s patience in his recovery after knee surgery is sure paying off now!! He got back on the water after being in dry dock for 9 months!!! It has been a long road to recovery but I’m proud of him…he remained committed to PT more than once a week and the daily exercises he was given to do! It isn’t over yet but he’s on his way to a fun, waterlogged summer!! 🙂 Yay Rolf!
Now that Spring Break is over the lazy days of summer are within view. The school year is beginning to wind down and there is much to be thankful for (for all the kids have experienced and accomplished this year)…okay summer, we’re headed your way…one step at a time!