While we face this historic economic change and jobs, literally by the millions, are leaving, I think its important to remember the positive. I admit I have been intrigued, concerned and fearful of our country’s situation and how it will affect me.
But this morning, in what is becoming a Saturday morning tradition, I got up at 6:30 and come downstairs while Desi sleeps. I have trouble staying up past midnight or 1:00 and she has become a professional night owl with her new night shift at the hospital. On these mornings I make coffee and catch up on a week’s worth of Jon Stewart’s Daily Show.
On my way for a second cup, I hear the laughter of my kids from downstairs. I hear Naomi’s chortle and hear her over appreciation on being included with the boys; Noah’s distinctive ‘ha-ha-ha’ which has changed this week with his new dental device to prepare him for braces and Nate’s lower and maturing hearty chuckle.
I look to the living room and see our the furniture has been switched back to the ‘non-Christmas’ arrangement, back to normal, back to reality. And with it fear of what the future could hold, apprehension on the work that must be done and weariness that the road will be long.
I hear a scream – followed by laughter. “Hey!” I loudly whisper down the stairwell, “Mom’s still sleeping”
“Sorry” I hear back.
And I smile. THIS is good life. I know with this family I have no painful past, I feel their hopes and trust on me and while I fear for the future and I can feel their strength. This family – MY family – will not fail, no matter what the outcome is. When you are surrounded by love you grow cocky.
I hear their laughter grow louder. I go downstairs – to wake Mom up.
