Life is short. Life is precious. We must do our best to appreciate each day to its utmost.
I’m reminded of these things for a number of reasons. At work we’ve been talking a lot about setting up an American office, so perhaps I’ll be moving back to the homeland sooner than I’d thought. As I thought of the reasons to stay or go, I realized that I have lots of fears in both directions. I don’t want to leave my community, this beautiful city, or the lifestyle here. But I don’t want to miss out on being near my parents either.
As I was driving home I called my dad’s cell phone. He was cooking up a feast for everyone; my mother, brothers, pregnant sister-in-law, friends, everyone. He told me the house a block away dropped a third in price before the owner decided to just take it off the market and rent it. He said he knows the guy personally and would talk to him if I’d like, see if he’s still interested in selling it. I said, do it.
Wouldn’t that be amazing, to live a block from my parents? Then my kids would be able to walk over to their grandparents’ house every day. The thought of that alone makes me want to move back. And time is short. I do want to have my second child (God-willing) in Canada, to have full medical coverage, but maybe after that, we’ll pack up and go.
The other thing that came up is a friend of mine found a lump. Lumps are scary things, especially as we hit our thirties and forties. And it could be nothing, but I’m seriously aware of his mortality and mine. Life can be so fragile. I’m amazed that we are overall healthy and doing so well. It seems miraculous to be alive, sometimes.
I made a point of spending as much time as possible with the baby yesterday. When I came home, she was upstairs with Michelle on the bed, and when she saw me she started to giggle uncontrollably, she was so happy to see me. I gave her a big grin, which made her smile and laugh some more, which of course made me laugh, and that just set her off to keep laughing. I plopped onto the bed and kissed her all over her face and belly, making sounds like I was eating a delicious meal, “Yum! Yum! Crunch, crunch, crunch! Ooooh, I’m going to eat you up! Arr!” Of course, she just laughed and laughed. Michelle and I looked at each other and I felt the love in the air.
I said, “What a happy baby!”
Michelle said, “She was grumpy till you came home.”
I smiled and kissed them both as much as possible. I kissed them and kissed them and told them both how wonderful they are. Those are the moments I don’t think I’ll ever forget. When everything is “just right” even though our lives are teetering on the brink of unexpectancy. We don’t know what’s around the corner, so let’s throw ourselves fully into what we’ve got today.