Dear Alex, The choice we all have...
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September 3rd
2012
Dear Alex,
Parking myself up in
front of the computer (earlier than usual, I hope to sign off before 1am
tonight too!) I have decided to write off the negatives, the stress that engulfs, and focus on all the positives that lay ahead, and have occurred…
The kids and I come in
this morning to your beaming smile as you hear their voices, your laughter as
they immediately commence a barrage of requests for this or that and you smile
broadly as I ask you if you had expected a mellow Monday morning? I have a
meeting with the person who has put you on the list for the centre nearer to
us. And Mitzi and Esmie stay relatively quiet to allow me to ask the questions
and listen to all she has to say. Monty and Lola amuse themselves playing on
the computers and eating a lollipop-well, desperate times and all that!
It turns out that
although the other centre is not ideal, our hands are tied and it’s the most
suitable of all there is to offer…I can only take this one step at a time, deal
with it in bite size and hope there is a plan in all this that is there to move
forward and not back step…
The centre is a fair
way from me, but apparently it’s the nearest that will still offer frequent
therapy-essential for you. The other place nearer, is not very therapy oriented
and offers therapies only twice a week. I am advised that if the funding is
there (albeit not unending and NHS have suffered cuts quite severely in the
last 5 years) to take it. After this next step-well, I will just have to get
fundraising and hope that some arrangement can be reached with you getting the
physio, all that is required and that you will then be further on and your ‘Makingwavesforalex’ fund is fruitful enough to give you the chance you need…
After a morning of
news and funding restrictions and grizzly children and having woken determined
to make this a good day, you are distraught when it’s time for us to leave. So
I tell the kids our afternoon plans are going to be pushed back, and we’ll have
lunch there and see you afterwards. You calm and cuddle me tightly and say
‘thank you’.
You seem more tense,
you seem aware, you are very distressed, so the kids are wonderful, they play
on their scooters outside and I tell them I need some ‘daddy time’ and that I
need to talk to you.
This morning I had
woken up, feeling love, feeling overwhelming love, from everyone’s messages of
support and encouragement last week, and I look and can’t wipe the smile off my
face at breakfast time as I bask in the chatter of our kids and how love is so
strong, so powerful, it can put such a smile on my face even after the week
last week, and the prospect of our future looking fairly bleak as it stands at
the moment. This inspires me to tell you that in fact, you have not been
diagnosed with something terminal, this is not a path towards the end of your
life, that you are fixed, and firmly on the path to recovery. You’re going
nowhere but being carried along by love, from us, yes, but by so many others
that the love is strong and powerful and like a wind behind you pushing you on.
You have your mind, and as you have your mind, you also have the capacity to
roar…like the lion in your own conscience that you always told me to be. You
can visualise the lion, as distant, faded as he may be, he’s there, and you can
challenge your thoughts, make the decision and you DO have the power to
control, or at least to try and practice (and through practice…) being a lion
in your own consciousness. That in you deepest moments when you fell you have
no hope, no control, as scared as you must be, that you still can control your
mind, as difficult as that may seem.
The fascinating thing
was that although you cried, got frustrated, after continuing to talk you
through it, you harnessed your emotion, you looked spurred on, determined, and
holding me tightly, you understood the path you were on and what you CAN do in
the part YOU have to play in it.
I think you felt a
sense of relief that I know you are still Alex, you know you still are, and
that the choice you still have is to ‘use the time that is given to you
wisely’….in the words of Gandalf the Grey…
As do I, I can’t do
much about this situation at the moment, but I do have a choice, I can buckle
under the pressures, take the stance that this is too much for me, and give in
to feeling resentful and how unfair this could feel, OR, and the stance I so
determinedly battle to guard, is one of faith and trust in the Most High, that I
am equipped, by the people who have chosen to listen, give their time, their
emotion, their love and their support and encouragement, and let the waves of
this carry me in the direction love always does carry-the most powerful of
waters, supported, fast flowing in the right direction. Of not giving up, but
grasping firmly at hope and the hope others have for you too…
So although nothing
has really changed as to where you are going, desperate funds are still needed,
I shall not buckle! I shall not break! I shall be strong and determined,
because I do have the choice to be that way, even though it seems the harder
thing to do and to be, it is the most rewarding, and it will carry us through,
anchor us in the sea of troubles we feel we almost capsize in sometimes…
So I want you, Alex,
to choose, to believe, to feel the love surrounding you, the fact that this
situation has not taken away your love for us, our love for you, and no matter
how hard this is, we WILL come through…
Thank you everyone for
all the love and support, it’s carried us and is carrying us through this next
vulnerable and frightening stage…
God bless everyone for
all that each and everyone of you are, and let this week be an almighty week,
going into it with the sound of roaring and determination!!!
Me xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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