I had this idea in my mind of leaving for our adventure of medical school and residency. I imagined we were sailing off on a ship heading to the horizon to seek our fortune. I thought there would be time after, once we return, for the kids to get to know their grandparents. There will be time after when the children will grow close with all their little cousins. When all this training non-sense is complete, then we will have that special time with family that will be the kids' memories of family into adulthood.
My mom called me yesterday. She had that deep empty sound in her voice; I asked her if she was okay. No she wasn't okay. She had just left Molly's funeral. Molly is Colleen's mother who passed away this last Friday.
We've had to face mortality with Chad's father's cancer during these residency years. Fortunately, for now, it's in remission, but it reminds me of how short and precious this life is. That there is not always tomorrow, and I shouldn't wish today away.
Colleen, I am so sorry for the loss of your sweet Mama.