i’m waiting at the airport about to board a plane to new york city where ren is anxiously waiting to go into labor.
it amazes me that in just a few hours, i’ll be on the opposite coast, away from my parents who are struggling with the idea of the end of life. i will be transported miles away to be with my daughter and her husband experiencing the blessing of the birth to a new life. a tiny baby opening his/her eyes to his new world is truly a miracle.
it’s no wonder i’ve been so emotional. the ends and beginnings are so much a part of our lives, but as i sit in the middle, between the two emotions, my heart opens and is overwhelmed with the love i have for the people in my life.
and then i realize that my tears are not just for the people i know, for whom i feel this love, it’s for all the people i don’t know as well.
it’s during the holidays, where i experience most profoundly the contrast of the haves and the have nots. it’s during these times where i am grateful to have friends who open their homes and hearts to us and welcome us to reconnect, and reaffirm our love for each other. and it’s also during these times where i make the extra effort to connect with my mentee and her family, and to remember all for which she has worked, and how my life is so very different from hers.
it is during these times especially that i see i could do more, and when i make the commitment to being a more giving person with my money and with my time and love, not just during the holidays, but throughout the year and every year.