I Find a Celebration

Hindsight always allows us time for reflection. Many events have occurred these past few months that appeared to be negatives, but now with the events that taken place in the last few days I am grateful.

We could have been on a cruise to Alaska with our neighbor, celebrating a successful kidney transplant, but her doctor told her no cruises for a year. So I was home.

We could have been on a road trip exploring areas by bike, but I fell and broke a metatarsal in my foot, which confined us to staying close to home. So I was home.

I did celebrate when the doctor announced the boot could be removedĀ on Wednesday morning. I would have done a happy dance but there shall be no running or jumping for another month (doctor’s orders).

So because of the previous events I was home when I received the phone call telling me my father had just been taken to the hospital in an ambulance. I celebrate that I was near. I celebrate all the paramedics, doctors, and nurses who cared for my father in the final hours of his life. I celebrate that he is now with his parents and siblings. I celebrate that he no longer has any pain. I celebrate I had the opportunity to say good-bye to my father.

Sometimes celebrations can leave a hole in your heart, but it is still worthy of celebrating.