What Kind Of Difference Am I Making?
Monday, August 19, 2019
Last week, my daughter's grandparents were in a terrible accident. I got a desperate call from her on Monday evening saying that Grandpa was in critical condition and Grandma was in the ICU. Even though this couple are my ex-husband's parents, I've maintained a good relationship with them over the years. I was shocked at how upset I felt! In my mind, we are all still in our mid 30's and our parents are about my age now. Sometimes I look in the mirror and am surprised to see this old-ish woman staring back at me. Time does indeed march on and we need to live every day to the fullest.
My daughter had had plans to go to her grandpa's 90th birthday party, over Labor Day weekend. She was planning to drive down to the party and then drive a bit further to see us. That all changed in the blink of an eye. Instead, my dear daughter used the time to grieve with her family, because as it turned out, her Grandpa passed away. We sent flowers to the viewing and funeral home. I had trouble sleeping Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. I've been feeling very melancholy for four days until my daughter called me this morning. She said the experience was very intense but very beautiful. I immediately started to feel better. She thanked me for sending the beautiful flowers. She told me that it was wonderful to see her cousins and to sit down and talk to them. She was amazed at the number of people who were touched by Grandpa and Grandma. There were churches, restaurants, medical practices, local businesses and organizations who sent flowers and came to the viewing and funeral. (They live in a fairly small town.) Isn't it wonderful to be able to reach out and make a difference in so many lives? That made a huge impression on both my daughter and me.
When I got off the phone, I started thinking. What kind of difference am I making in our world? I know that when I was teaching, I made a difference. Many former students came back to thank me for helping them. When I was forced to retire, many parents came to me and begged me to reconsider. I couldn't operate at the frenetic pace any longer. So, retire, I did. After I did, I didn't know what to do next. Yes, I had to concentrate on getting healthy again. What about now? Those of you who have followed my journey for a while, know that for the last 8 years, I've been the poster child for major orthopedic surgeries. I'm currently sporting a hot pink cast, from finger tip to upper arm, due to still yet another reconstructed body area. I am chafing at the bit to get back to some semblance of a normal life. I'm again at the point where I need to rehab another body part. (Only 3 more weeks until my cast comes off!).
Once I'm somewhat better, what do I want to commit to doing? Despite my physical limitations, I need to feel like I'm necessary, I'm giving back and I'm doing something to make this world a better place. This makes me think about the statement that Onekidsmom puts at the end of all of her blogs.
"Just put one foot in front of another and make the very best self-nurturing decisions you can this one and only Monday, August 19, 2019, we shall ever get. You're worth it."
There are no "do overs" in this life. Time passed is gone forever. So, every day that we do wake up, is a new chance to make a difference in someone's life.