Whacked By Life Again

I remember when Abigail was born and how the first couple of days were only scary in that I didn’t want to be the cause of her demise. It wasn’t until the 3rd day that I got a very big emotional whack when I realized that I wasn’t just caring for this little life for a few days but that I was to be “on the hook” for the rest of my life. I don’t want that to come across too badly because it wasn’t with regret that I faced the challenge but certainly with fear that I might just do it all wrong.

Tonight we went to a gathering at her new school (which begins its session tomorrow) and it really hit me that she’ll be in this phase for [at least] the next 13 years. I’m looking forward to being a part of the process and again, it is not with regret that I make these statements. But I want to do it right and I know how easy it is to do it wrong, especially with work concerns, balancing Ben’s needs and generally trying to get the rest of life accomplished while dealing with the 5 day per week commitment with all of the crazy and unstable hours that are kept by schools these days.

So tomorrow it begins and this little sub-task goes to work on me — My plan is to work on *it* even more. I’m taking the plunge… wish me luck!


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