And today, when I look through my kaleidoscope of experiences, I can see a few things I couldn’t see before.
I see four months and a bouncy ball.
So today I share those lessons with you. Perhaps you too are finding your vision altered by the kaleidoscope of perspective and time.
- If the birth mother had not changed her mind, if she would have placed with us, I would have missed four months. I would have missed the first four months, well really the first eight months. You see I have always loved, loved, loved the infant stage that so many people hate/dread. I love when babies are so tiny that all they want is to be held, and fed, and changed, and then held again. I was made for that holding, and if this opportunity would not have fallen through, I would have missed those first precious four months. Thank you to my beautiful niece for teaching me that lesson, all four months of her.
- Where there’s a down, there’s an up. For some reason my heart needed to be like a bouncy ball. I needed to learn that when I feel the pounding of cement against my heart, I will rebound, and soon I will find the sky again. My heart needed to learn to bounce better.
On this journey we can all feel hopeless, we can all feel defeated, yet I promise, cross my heart, that there is always a silver lining. For me, it was four months and a bouncy ball.
And today, we said “yes” to another opportunity. Who knows what lessons this opportunity has come to teach us. Yet despite the snake bite, I still find myself hopeful that maybe, just maybe, this time we will be caught in mid-air and our bouncing will cease.