A time for everything…

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I started the blog “Life Changes” because I learned to adapt, accept and be thankful for life’s sudden changes. The thing with change is that you never get what you expected. Time has taught me to receive change and discover the treasure that God has buried inside the pain of the new thing.

The pain, two powerful words that require endurance, encouragement and finally acceptance. And, within that rests the new thing…a new perspective on life that springs from the waters of your tears. I spoke with “Mommy” on the phone that Saturday night, not so long ago, and she delivered sharper lines and her sense of humor should have been playing at a theater near you, but it would have to be rated R…for keeping it “Real.” I hung-up the phone never thinking that would be the last call where things were the same.

The next day, Sunday morning…no answer…called and called again – nothing. By mid-Sunday afternoon…the ambulance arrived. Diagnosis, “Mommy” had a stroke and she will never be the same. Tears, shock, disbelief, one more adjustment in life to make, dazed,  confused, angry and so wounded. How will “Mommy” come out of this? To describe the initial prognosis as challenging would require one to also believe that Niagara Falls is a great spot for surfing.

But, “Mommy” struggled, rested and never regressed. Her strength came like soft silent mist above the midnight waters slow and seemingly unsteady. Suddenly, “Mommy” stood on her own, walked without assistance, repeated what she heard us whispering downstairs in the kitchen, and reminded me a couple of times about something that I forgot to do. Slowly, she was coming back. I embraced the “New Mommy.” Sometimes she is sad, angry, frustrated but still very funny and  sharing a catalog of new stories. When “Mommy” was young she only wore red nail polish and there was some guy named “Allan G” that she loved before my father, wonder if Dad knew about him…hmm what’s the back story there?

The page turner, my parents had their own “Fast & Furious” moments shall we say. “Mommy” was Daddy’s “Ride or Die Chick.” Red nails clenched and arms  wrapped around his waist, hanging on the back of his red motorcycle cruising the streets. Now, this explains a lot! “Ride or Die Chicks” have stamina, endurance and tenacity. Once, I accepted the pain of change and uncertainty, I received my gift from God…the “New Mommy.” This much I can tell you not everything can go in print.


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