I also know that blogworld at times to appear to be some utopia with daily new clothes, perfectly behaved children and no worries. I saw this blog as a creative outlet, but we are all friends here, the "perfect" no problem life walked right on by me. That is a statement, not a complaint. I would not on any given day change a thing. Well that's not true, I wished that pain was NEVER inflicted on the people I love.
I have been hesitant to blog about this, but have decided if it helps someone it is worth it. My super healthy, extremely active mother collapsed Sunday. She has survived cancer, twice, but this is the weakest I have ever heard her. We are waiting on the final tests results from the Mayo Clinic, but her doctor's are pretty sure she has West Nile Virus. She doesn't live in a jungle, or a swamp, and unless you consider eating at Highland Park Village, Northpark Mall or Central Market places where you can catch West Nile, you are as stumped as we all are.
She is alert, still trying to be the mom, and from all accounts sounds like normal...she just cannot move her left leg. Let me tell you, for a woman as active as my mom, that is pure torture. I wish I could be there, but both my mom and her doctor's have said no until we know exactly what it is due to Mini K's compromised immune system. SO we all wait. These past two days have seemed like eternity.
I just hung up with her and thought, whatever, I am going to blog about this, because like Mini K's temper tantrums, my weekly cooking disasters, countless unfinished to do items and the constant struggle to cram as much as possible into a day this is my imperfect life. It is mine and for those of you that know me...wait for it....IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I have heard this phrase from the fabulous woman who now sits in a hospital bed, but with her own special twist:
It is what it is, embrace it and move forward, because God is in the pilot seat and you are not in charge.
This phrase could not be more true. Tonight I will send off a few proofs to clients, give Mini K an extra kiss goodnight and pray for mother's speedy and complete recovery. Everything else is out of my hands.
I think sometimes the hardest lesson we learn as women, daughters, friends or mothers is to focus our energy on the things we can control and good or bad embrace everything else.
I know this will attract the negative comments, bring them on, I will publish them, because life is not always perfect and if you try to make look perfect you are wasting time that you could be spending on friends and family. I seriously doubt anyone looks back on life and wishes they had purchased one more outfit, but an extra hug from a loved one is PRICELESS.
I am off to bed to dream happy thoughts and am hoping to wake up tomorrow to good news from mother's doctors and a better day.