I forget sometimes – as time flows by, I forget how hard change and life can be even after all of this time has gone. by. As I plan to attend a training out of state, I realize that there are sad faces, crying and unhappiness today. I forgot. I forgot that the life change, even 13 months away, has embedded itself into the boys and their lifeline – me – leaving for any amount of time causes significant distress.
I am hopeful that as time continues to move forward, times away from me will be less stressful. I understand that the fear of me leaving is rooted in their reality – sometimes parents leave at night, and they don’t return. Such a hard life lesson to learn so early in life.
The other night I was presenting to an EMS Council in northern MN. It was their annual meeting, and I was the guest speaker that night. In the middle of my presentation, I began to wonder to myself if this was making an impact on anyone. Sometimes it is hard to gauge, and I knew I was standing between the attendees and their meal for the evening. As I finished my speech, several people came up to meet with me. Each one had a story, a moment in life, a connection to my story. As each one moved on, I felt my heart release. Those connections to another person make me feel purposeful, and validating that the path I travel continues to be the right path.
I am thankful for the people in my life that support me on this path, and encourage me to continue to support and encourage others. I pray that with our story, we can make a difference in the lives of others.