Tuesday, July 26, 2011
First off, thank you for the very supportive comments since the last post on Sunday night. I was a little nervous sharing that stuff, and I really appreciate and took to heart what many of you wrote. The only other example in life I can kind of relate this all to is like when you know you are going to relocate, but you haven't yet... you are present to all the things you are going to miss, but when you get there, you are totally excited and filled with the newness of everything... but during that time leading up to the move... you're kind of in limbo... that kind of comes close to how I feel. Shoot, we got kids comin', goin', and growin'! They're moving every which way! LOL
Life around here is busy. Busy feathering the nest, busy working on PUCK plans, busy expanding my music therapy program at the hospital, and busy expanding my personal coaching program as well! WHEW! The activity is good. Ang only has 16 work days left before Julian arrives! Wow, that really makes it seem soon! Julian's official C-section date is August 22. Ali is so excited. She is truly built to be a big sister. I think she is really going to enjoy this because 1) Julian is EB free so he is safe to hold and hug and touch and pinch and all that yummy good stuff you want to do to a baby, and 2) She is two years older than when Bella was born, so she understands more and can interact at a different level with us and with him.
Thank you to all who sent love and support Courtney and Tripp's way. Did you see any of the pictures of the prayer rally they did in Ponchatoula on Monday night? All I can say is God is good. What an absolutely inspiring event! CLICK HERE to check out some pictures. We lit Bella's candle in honor of the vigil, but more than anything, I just wanted to jump in a magical private jet and fly there to be a part of the event.
Recently, I shared that I played guitar for a fellow church member on hospice. Her husband shared with my the most wonderful 'poem.' It helps me, and so I share it with you...
I am standing upon a seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning
breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and
watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of a white cloud just where the sea and
sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was
when she left my side and she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"There, she is gone!" There are eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the
glad shout, "Here she comes!"
And that is dying.
-Henry Van Dyke
Perhaps that also describes being born. Maybe Bella is standing on the shores of heaven seeing Julian off while we all wait here saying, "Here he comes!" Perhaps it is all just two sides of the same coin.