We all have those days (weeks, months, or years) when life just doesn’t go as planned. Of course, we can’t ever REALLY plan our days, if we’re honest about it. But we do try to at least set goals and stay organized in spite of all the uncertainties of life. For some of us, we make lists and write everything down in a planner. Sometimes we even color-code our planners along with sticky notes and other pretty little organizational decorations. But in the end, no matter how much we plan and schedule, life happens. And it frequently does not go in the direction we thought we were headed.
When I consider what some other families are experiencing with life throwing them a “curve ball,” my little bump in the road is really insignificant. We recently became aware of a young man who will graduate from our local high school this Friday night (along with our older daughter and many of their friends) who is today undergoing chemotherapy for a brain tumor. Just a few weeks ago, the day of the high school prom, he was rushed to the hospital when he collapsed in pain . . . . where they discovered he had two tumors that were causing his headaches and other symptoms.
After initial surgery where one tumor was removed, he was able to attend the Honors Convocation at the high school last Friday, and today he is back in the hospital for his first cancer treatments. This Friday night he will graduate. And then what? We pray and wait, and as a community we continue to support this family through these days of uncertainty. His classmates gather around him for times of fun and fellowship, his church surrounds him and his family with love and prayers, and those of us in the community come together to offer words of encouragement and hope. We wait for the next update, trusting God to keep this family in His care.
So when I consider my own minor “detour” this spring, it certainly seems very insignificant in the big picture of life. Between having my whole family come down with this nasty virus that is going around our community over the past six weeks, and having my episode turn into bronchitis, our youngest daughter missed the last week of school because of a high fever, cough, sore throat, and ear ache. The doctor said this is “going around” and lasts 7 – 10 days. There is nothing to be done for it except to wait it out, take Tylenol and cough medicine, drink lots of water, and rest. Of course. I can just “rest” for 7 – 10 days.
But, as it turns out, I really didn’t have a choice. Between taking care of the sick kids, trying to keep up with my online teaching schedule, and holding myself together long enough to attend senior end-of-the-year activities and ceremonies, I simply collapsed. For several days and now going on two weeks. Today is the first day of summer break for the kids, and one is still coughing and hacking, while the other one is worrying about what to wear for graduation, where to get her nails done, and how to pay for her college registration fee.
Worry? Who, me??? I’m trying, really, I am. But there is a lot to do and I still don’t have enough energy to do it all. And did I mention the laundry? This mama can cook but most days she doesn’t, mostly because she can barely take care of all the other things that are screaming at me. Take the dog back to the vet, take the kid back to the doctor, plan for a graduation open house, pay the bills, and, “What’s for supper?”
So today, I am doing my best to keep it all together, hoping to have the energy to finish up the June issue of RUBY magazine . . . . which I started back in early May, but then – well, other stuff just happened. I’m now on a “life detour” and I have no idea where I am or where it is leading. I just keep putting one foot in front of the other until I’m so exhausted I can’t keep going. I know it will all turn out OK but right now I feel kind of lost.
At least my sweet hubby finished building my antique window frame flower boxes – which are finally filled with pretty red and white flowers – and I will take a picture as soon as the sun peeks out today (before or after we go shopping for a graduation dress and stop at the vet to pick up the dog’s medicine, I’m not sure when it will actually happen, but I’ll try). I know you will love my new flower boxes! For now, I’m off to do about a bazillion other things, but perhaps I will have enough energy and brain cells left to work on the magazine later today. The plan is to have it wrapped up by the end of this week. It’s only Tuesday, right?
I hope you are doing well, and if you have read this far, thank you for your patience and indulgence while I whine a bit . . . . but more importantly, if you would please pray for our community and the family of the young man who is in his first chemotherapy sessions today I would be so grateful. I’ll be sure to let you know how he is doing as soon as I hear an update.