Consider this an intermission. A moment where I have no wisdom to share, no knowledge or research I’m compelled to report, and no breaking news I feel I have to detail. This is a day where those words don’t come easily for me and thus I’ll give you a brief intermission. The reason? I’ve heard terrible news today about children going missing, children who have been hurt and children who have been killed. It’s left me a bit breathless. I’ve found myself unable to finish 5 posts that I’ve started. This past weekend I flew out to Minnesota for a 24 hour visit to support a dear friend who just lost her father. It’s Wednesday now and I’m still a bit consumed by it. And more, I’ve been sick for the last 7 days, feeling fairly miserable. As I wring myself out and attempt to stand back up after a long week for me personally, I acknowledge this: often we lack control of all that we’d like. Everything from our own health, our family’s health, the safety and vulnerability of our friends and loved ones, and even our own future.
Yet the saving grace can be that our lives can feel entirely whole in a single moment. A single moment of simplicity amidst a slanted sun. The bare bones moments away from technology and away from a clock– those moment surrounded by those we love. Those moments that define and then refine who and what we cherish most.
As the sun set last night, the boys raced between the heathers. They took small risks. They went “off road.” I stood underneath a big sky, between the hill and the lake, my husband and my two little boys. It was, and continues to be, a purely miraculous memory. It was just the same in the moment. The privilege to raise little boys. The joy I feel in their presence and the sincere fortune it is to watch them grow.
That is an intermission. A look into last night’s golden light. A moment for you to stare at that sky, too.
With that, I will heal myself, return to my patients tomorrow, and come back here with much more to say. I’ve got partial posts written about my four year-old’s take of the shuttle launch, his first big picture movie, the reality of poo particles in public pools, and my take on 100 years in pediatrics. And with any luck, I suspect one of those posts will show up here soon.