LIFE IS ABOUT THE PEOPLE YOU MEET, AND THE THINGS YOU CREATE WITH THEM.
Today’s proclamation seems very fitting for the occasion, Mother’s Day. The greatest thing we have the opportunity to create in this life is our children. As I was reading this post…
Had to drop a quick line and wish everyone, including my Mom (Love you Mom), a happy Mother’s Day (Yes, its Eric again).
You’d think that this Mother’s Day would be the worst yet for Cindy but it hasn’t (and yes, I know I can’t speak for Cindy, but I am going to anyway). Cindy and I were blessed to spend some special time with Atticus this evening. These past few days have been very reminiscent of when Atticus was first diagnosed. We were again told that Atticus was going to die-albeit this time around we have less time. We again had to fight the emotions and fear that come with that news. But like before, through all of the fear and sadness, we have been able to have some very special moments with Atticus that we will always remember. Tonight was one of those nights.
My dad and Cindy’s parents flew home this afternoon, and it was just Cindy, Atticus and I at the hospital. Atti had been sleeping most of the day, but perked up from about 6:00 to 9:00. He is such a trooper. He knows that his body isn’t working right, and he is in pain. But yet, he still finds a way to make us laugh and still melts our hearts by his sweet little sayings. Nothing hugely notable happened, but tonight was one of those special moments as a family that we are now, post-diagnosis, acutely aware of. Its something that I took completely for granted before. I now recognize how special and amazing the gift of going through life with a family is.
The heart of our family is my wife. She is a remarkable mother. She is everything for Atticus and Isaac that I am not and can’t be. I am amazed by her courage during these last five months. I am amazed at the way she loves our sweet children. And most of all, I am amazed by her devotion as a Mother. Even on Mother’s Day she doesn’t get a “day off.” She, like all mothers, is always on the clock. Day or night, vacation or home, she is always “Mommy.” She’s the first person the kids look to when they are hurt or in pain, or need comfort. She is the first person they want to see when they get up, and the last they want to kiss at night.
I love you Cindy. I can’t imagine life without you, and I love you more each day. Thank you for being such a great mother.
I thought about what it means to meet someone you truly love and what emerges when true love exists. It’s sheer beauty, having admiration for someone for the blessing they give your life. In the midst of that admiration, losing yourself, in complete humility.
That’s the type of husband, father I have always wanted. Reading that just makes me realize how willing I am to wait, however long it takes, til’ I find him. He’s out there, a guy like that is worth creating something with.
Happy Mother’s Day!