It’s the season of colds, flus and RSV. I am sure your families are trying to avoid all of these things as much as we are and it’s hard.
Our oldest commented, “Mama, when Maggie is done with surgeries we won’t have to be careful right?” I wish my answer could have been a simple, “Yes, of course!” Instead I had to point out that the regular old cold that marched it’s way straight through our family gave majority of us a couple days of stuffy noses but put Maggie on steroids, antibiotics and breathing treatments. “As she gets bigger, things will get better and easier and we won’t have to be so careful.”
So we forge ahead, hoping for an early Spring, and an end to the flu and coronavirus. In the meantime we try to focus on the positives.
Maggie gets more new fingers on March 26th.
Maggie has learned pat a cake, and blows kisses.
And drumroll…. she can say “Papa”.
Excuse me while I take a bow….I have finally given Carlos the gift of a child who said “Papa” first. My job is done here.
Maggie fills our life with joy and all of us really relish these moments of love and affection. And even though our eldest struggles with the restrictions we live within he came up to me before bed and said, “Mama, I know why God gave Maggie to us.” I am ever interested in the mysteries of life and so I asked, “Why did God give Maggie to us?” “Because she needed a big family to give her love.” Simple as that.
Why are any of us in the families we are in, among the people we encounter everyday, and enmeshed in the lives of friends and neighbors? Because we are meant to love and be loved in these relationships, to be loved by and have love for these exact people. No mistakes.
The is our family; this is where we love and are loved first.
Two for Joy 