Hello Reader!
We spent the last week in the Poconos working from a sweet little cottage in the woods as we contemplate a move here. My license is portable, my husband works from home and we are ready for a new adventure. We thought about spending an additional week but then I got word from my dad that his doctor has given him 30 days to live so by the time you get this Sunday morning we will be on I-84 heading home.
My dad is one of the smartest, funniest people I know. He's been a successful business man, mostly in sales, and when I was very young I remember sitting in on sales conferences where a lot of men in suits pumped their fists and shouted, "I feel healthy! I feel happy! I feel terrific!" My dad seemed remote and powerful when I was younger but as he's gotten older he's become more and more soft and sweet until now he is just a big squish.
This is how I see my dad now, like the little boy in that picture, this younger version of himself. There is something about him that is very vulnerable and sweet and maybe (dare I say it) a little naive. He's easier to love now because I no longer need him and so I am no longer disappointed and angry. I am in his second family, in the middle of the three kids he had with my mom. I have an older half sister and two younger half sisters and each time he made a new family, he completely turned away from the one he left. Goodness knows that it's hard to be left but some years back I realized that this is his tragedy -- not getting to know his kids -- and it doesn't have to be mine. From that perspective, my heart breaks for him. I know what it is to get to be present for your children and I'm so sorry that this is something he missed out on with most of his kids.
Anyway. I love my dad and I'm very sad that he's hurting and scared and I'm grateful to be on my way back to be with him.
I read somewhere that when we are suffering, we are aligned with all the people who are going through the same suffering, which means we are never alone. I think of all the other daughters whose fathers are dying and today (the day before we leave, as I write this) I have a candle lit while I sit with clients, knowing that I am not alone and so there is space to be with my clients.
We are never alone.
You are not alone as you go through whatever struggles seem most present for you now -- anxious kids, caring for elderly parents, confronting our own eventual death.
Love to you all today and all days!
Happy Mother's Day to those who are celebrating and gentle hugs to anyone who finds this a difficult day. ❤️
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