I have been absent lately due to illness on two counts- G is still suffering from some sort of virus (runny nose/hacking cough) that kept me from work and him from school for several days. Thank goodness I don't have to worry about sub plans these days! We have taken him to the pediatrician three times over the course of a month because of the lingering sickies and a fever that sprang up out of nowhere and tried two different antibiotics with only so-so effects. Maybe it's just a bad cold, but it sure has lasted longer than this mama would like!
With the fever gone, he's happily back at school and reunited with his love, Ms. Pam. Mama is happy to get out of the house once again and return to normalcy as much as possible. The weather gods must have heard my pleas because the weather has been absolutely gorgeous lately. The only thing I now worry about is how brutal of a summer it will be since we are already averaging temps in the high 70's/low 80's in February and March.
The other illness that my family is dealing with has been my grandfather's battle with lung cancer. He outlived the prognosis but the end seems imminent and it kind of leaves me with a lackluster desire to blog anything substantial.
In truth, I am not close to my grandfather by any stretch. He was absent from our lives for well over a decade and missed out on so many, many things. When I became pregnant, the conviction to see him ate away at me. I had thought about him on multiple occasions over the years but always brushed the momentary thoughts away for different reasons. Pregnancy and parenthood make you see things differently, and it's hard for me to explain that in a better sense unless you've experienced it for yourself. I went to see him right before G was born and embraced him back into my life, not wanting anymore precious time to slip away.
As his final minutes draw near, it saddens me all the more that he chose to live his life the way he did and makes me acutely aware of the choices that I have made and that I make.
How do you want to be remembered? And more importantly, how would you want to live your final years/days/minutes?
Please keep my mom in your thoughts - she is a strong woman, but I still worry about her. I would carry her pain for her if I could.
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Switching gears now...
I have seen this photo-a-day challenge on multiple blogs and decided to go for it, albeit late.
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A smile...
Taken this afternoon at the park. When I need it the most, he always comes through. He makes my world go round and round.
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