I am walking through the house in a daze, it is 7:30 am. I am finding that I am sleeping better, perhaps it is the emptying of my mind at the end of the day or pure emotional exhaustion. Frank is in the home office getting ready for the day. I look on the counter and see an envelope from my "other mother" Auntie Lee. I believe I have mentioned her before. Lee has been our family friend for 55 years. She and my mother have stood by each other through thick and thin, ups and downs. She has been the truest friend in every sense of the word to our entire family. Her "kids" are our ages (which is why I call them kids. Ha Ha) and whenever we get a chance to get together, we pick up right where we left off. Mom and I were visiting Lee when Dad passed away. I couldn't think of a better place to be at that time. We can always be ourselves, no pretense, good mood, bad mood, sad or happy. There is a life long bond that has always touched my heart. In the envelope was a generous gift, I start to cry, with all the running around, gas, eating out, medicine, this is another blessing. Frank and I are very lucky to have amazing careers, and as with any other person, when something like this happens, we are never really prepared. We have our pride, but several friends have said "if something is offered, you can't stop that blessing or the people that want to help out". So we count yet another blessing.
One of my purposes of this blog is to help others in the event they find themselves in a similar situation, this is why I must be 100% straight with our new reality. Having said that, I finally decide to deal with a discussion that I wasn't really sure how to handle. As parents it is up to us to do our best to protect our children to the best of our ability. Protecting them also entails teaching them to learn how to live independently, the "birds and bees", having the best possible grades, choose a career, how to take care of themselves. We don't expect we must think about their future as a parent. Do they want children or not? One of the possible side effects of Chemotherapy is sterility. This is not written in stone, but it is up to us to ensure that if he chooses to have children the possibility is there for him. It is hard to approach a 16 year old, they don't want to (thank God) think about being a parent. This is when you must be "clinical" instead of emotional. Let's just say, I have learned a little more about "banks" than I ever wanted to learn. An education I never thought I would get. Enough said. But, should he decide to have children, the option is going to be there for him. Of course, being me I did tell him that NOW, we can have a say in whom he marries. He was NOT amused. Ha Ha!
Brie, in all grave situations one must find humor to just dive into another mind set.ReplyDelete
I can only imagine what the conversation was all about when you had to explain the "bank" idea to Zack, the forms to be filled in (I hear) are very detailed....the "shy" Zack must have been horrified. Hope he can now laugh about it, if not now he will later.