My name is Lindsay and this is just so I don't feel guilty for not keeping a written journal...


Saturday, February 19, 2011

Itineraries and me. ...and Garret

I think Garret and I were both lost in thought during our run today.  (remember this post?)  He was relaxed and staring off into the farm fields and I was thinking about the day we had his official diagnosis.

in preschool, age 5
By the time that day came (two weeks after his 2nd birthday) it wasn't a surprise, but on the hour-long drive home from the doctor's office I had a good cry.  (Not a heaving-and-thrashing sort of cry, but a calm-surrender cry.)  I hadn't lost my son, -just my vision for him.  That's not so bad...

Luckily I'm not a must-have-a-plan sort of person.  Predictability can be boring!


Just like today...  We headed east and let the wind (almost literally) direct us along the country roads.  Not a bad trip.  Not bad at all.

(OK, my legs are a bit sore from pushing a 9-yr-old up those hills...)

5 comments:

Becca Jane said...

Oh I loved this post, and it was also something I needed to hear. I am NOT good at going where the wind takes me....I completely fall apart if I don't have a plan (which is why I've been somewhat of a mess this past month). I'm working on it though....I'm constantly battling with myself so not let that fear creep in and overtake my faith in God's plan for me. Thanks for writing this today. And thanks for being the best cousin EVER! Love you!

Brenda said...

Your vision isn't lost, only delayed. Eventually our Garret will emerge out of his protective cocoon and be more than we ever hoped possible. A wondrous future lies ahead for him in immortality. And our hope for that is one of this life's greatest blessings.

hopeE said...

maybe that's why I'm so tired. I'm always fighting the wind...and dang it "I like having a plan" and I hate it when a plan gets smashed to pieces. you're a much better woman than I am.

Maecy said...

So glad you have your cool stroller! I keep trying to figure out how to get my kids out for some exercise.
I am too regimented. Thanks for the reminder to just think about things.
I once pushed all five of mine in my double stroller up the hill in the zoo. Does that count for being able to empathize with your legs?

Anonymous said...

You said it so well Lindsay... We have our children, it is just a different path. I remember the day also, had Devyn and Jordan tested at same time, I had the big cry and then the lift my chin attitude.

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