We're wrapping up the third week of school, the first full week. Only three weeks, though it feels as though I've lived three months during that time.
On the second day of school, my physical therapist found a "burn" on my leg. I didn't have time to get it checked out right then, though, because I received a call from the middle school that my son was vomiting and wanted to come home. One thing led to another, and he ended up in emergency surgery for testicular torsion. (Look that up if you have sons; be prepared to act fast!)
While my son recovered from surgery, I examined my "burn" only to discover a bullseye rash. Yup, so I'm now on antibiotics for possible Lyme Disease. (I'll know in a week whether I actually contracted Lyme.)
I received word that a friend had passed away. And last night I prepared dinner for the family of a friend who just had heart valve replacement surgery.
I said goodbye to my dear cat Becca, but now have two tiny kittens in my life. I couldn't remain pet-less for long.
This morning I took a reflective walk. As I passed the home of my younger son's classmate whose paralyzed mother died this summer, I thought about how I can walk. I thought about how I am alive. I passed the home of my older son's classmate, whose cancer came back this summer. I can't even imagine.
Passing yet another house -- this belonging to one of Those Women Who Like to Judge -- I was reminded that "important" things are sometimes fleeting: she and I have had very little contact for many years. It used to be that dread would fill me when I saw her. But now, I wouldn't care. And so, I think about the current Arrogant Thorn in my Side, and realize that five years from now, she will matter zero percent. Zero.
As today happens to be 9/11, of course I thought of the enormity of everything that happened that day. I wrote much of my 9/11 story out in 2011. Last year, we took the boys to New York. For my oldest, it was a chance to visit his birthplace. For my youngest, it was a brand new city to check off his travel list. (Of course, the first time I went to NYC, I went to the top of the World Trade Center to gaze down on life below.)
Life is certainly funny. There are so many horrific things going on in the public realm right now, and many stressful or unexpected things happening in my social circles. But there are also some tremendous positives. I'm absolutely thrilled with both my sons' various teachers this year, and I've enjoyed seeing my younger son's strides in gymnastics. I've heard stories that touch my heart, and have been relieved when "close calls" turn out just fine.
I enjoy actual roller coasters at amusement parks, but I admit that life's roller coasters recently have exhausted me. But, I'm thankful that for the most part things are looking up, even though so much has happened in such little time of late.