Another Friday…I don’t know where time has gone. I’m in a strange mood.
Partly because BLB moved back to his house. I am very happy for him. He started the new job at work and is very positive. He also started back to college with a full load. He is adapting and changing to his new reality with incredible fortitude and grace.
Wizard happened to be walking across the street the other day, and he said he looked down at the little blue dot in the road–it’s a small plastic square that marks where the fire hydrant is.
Been there since we bought this house about 15 years ago.
Who knew that one Christmas Eve, on a day that was picture perfect right up until that moment, BLB would hit that dot on a motorized scooter and everything would change.
A freak accident.
One that most likely cost BLB his dream job that he has been working toward since he was nineteen years old. I can’t share the actual job, but it’s very hard to achieve. He found out he was one of the select few six weeks after he broke his leg.
Who knows, it could still happen, but doubtful. However they do want him if it’s at all possible, which is a good thing for him to know.
I admire the hell out of him. And now, I’m looking back at that long road, and realizing that in the midst of all that hardship and pain, I got an incredible gift. I’ve always been pretty close with my kids. We’re a tight family.
But while BLB recovered, we grew closer. We had a lot of fun and laughs. We stayed up late together because he couldn’t sleep. Or when we went out with Biker Witch, who made BLB feel both special and normal, even while still in the wheelchair. The truth is that Wizard and I had moments with our son we’d never have had otherwise. Sometimes his humor got us through the moment.
We saw exactly how amazing our other two sons were when called upon. I had no idea what they were capable of until their brother was hurt. I learned there was an unbreakable bond there, one that assures me if Wizard and I are gone, they will be okay. And they have been there for Wizard and I whenever it got to be too much for us.
But now it’s time to let go. This is as vital as anything else we did to help BLB’s recovery. He’s fine. He can do this. He will only need us for little things now as he learns to fly on his own again. He will have setbacks and bad days, and we’ll be there. But he’s in charge of his own life. As it should be.
It just leaves me with a small lump in my throat. And tremendous pride and love in my heart.
Letting go. The hardest, and best, thing we ever do.
On the upside, though, this let’s me turn my full attention to Linc. He wanted my attention, now he has it. Bwahahaha!! CAGE MAGIC is gong to get written one way or another and Linc had better just suck it up and deal with the challenge!
I hope you all have a great weekend!