Sunday, August 02, 2009
Reflections
I was talking to a good friend (more like a sister than friend) last week. She, like myself is a single parent. One of the things that I mentioned to her is that I wanted to have a 50th birthday party, but unless I organize and pay for it, its not going to happen. We talked about how that is the downside of being single. The lack of companionship. Not having someone who really knows you as you are now.
For 2.5 weeks, I battled a migraine, and although my son and his GF came by, I was still alone. The worst would hit at night when just as I would manage to almost fall asleep, a siren or a loud car radio would jolt me back from the edge. It was at those times when I wished there was someone beside me so I didn't hurt so much in the dark, by myself.
Yes I prayed and yes I took the meds and did as I know to do to relieve the pain. Yet and still, just having a mate who would tell me to relax, ask if I wanted water, remind me to wake up to take meds, and really just breathe beside me would have been wonderful.
I'm back on my feet again, and feeling blessed to have made it though. Back to the party thought. Yes I can indeed throw my own party, and Lord knows, my mate may not know how to organize his way out of a paper bag LOL. For me the importance would be he is MY mate, who would stand beside me sharing the blessing of (hopefully) reaching the 1/2 century mark. He'd celebrate with my (and our) closest friends, our combined families. We'd both be strong in the knowledge that this is the good times, and we have only to lean on each other to make it though the bad times. Idealistic? Probably. Unrealistic? Not hardly
Am I destined to continue this journey alone?
God bless,
For 2.5 weeks, I battled a migraine, and although my son and his GF came by, I was still alone. The worst would hit at night when just as I would manage to almost fall asleep, a siren or a loud car radio would jolt me back from the edge. It was at those times when I wished there was someone beside me so I didn't hurt so much in the dark, by myself.
Yes I prayed and yes I took the meds and did as I know to do to relieve the pain. Yet and still, just having a mate who would tell me to relax, ask if I wanted water, remind me to wake up to take meds, and really just breathe beside me would have been wonderful.
I'm back on my feet again, and feeling blessed to have made it though. Back to the party thought. Yes I can indeed throw my own party, and Lord knows, my mate may not know how to organize his way out of a paper bag LOL. For me the importance would be he is MY mate, who would stand beside me sharing the blessing of (hopefully) reaching the 1/2 century mark. He'd celebrate with my (and our) closest friends, our combined families. We'd both be strong in the knowledge that this is the good times, and we have only to lean on each other to make it though the bad times. Idealistic? Probably. Unrealistic? Not hardly
Am I destined to continue this journey alone?
God bless,
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