Into every life a little rain must fall. The same can be said of any relationship or marriage. It can’t always be sunshine and scooter rides. Two ambulance rides to the ER for my wife in one week along with some days in the hospital brings a reality to the phrase, “In sickness and in health.”
I’ve not posted anything since the end of November. Distraction is my claim. I’ve been adventuring. Just not in the usual manner.
There has been little in the way of routine or normal activity of late save for the demands of the two canine companions — Lily (left) and Junior. For the dogs the days unwind in much the same way as they always have with food, play and hanging out. I suspect they do know something is different though.
For my wife and I it’s a new adventure with a rocky road leading toward a neurosurgeon. For whatever thoughts I’ve given to the existential, I’ve always tried, or wanted, to consider life about experiencing each moment as it arrives. It’s not about the pursuit of happiness (though happiness does indeed come), but rather looking for the magic of life in each moment, good or bad. Easy to consider when things are going well. More difficult when they’re not.
Right now the road is rocky and it’s difficult to know what’s around the bend. Holding hands, Kim and I are plodding along. There’s little time for much more.
Kim drew this picture of me while I was sleeping in a chair next to her hospital bed. I told her she styled me like a character from Todd Hayne’s film Velvet Goldmine. This is as close to having eye makeup on me that she’ll probably get.
Spending time in hospital rooms gives a person time to think. If you can get past the obvious.
I’ve not been on the scooter since the first trip to the ER. Staying close to home is necessary for now. And a pleasant surprise has been how the situation has opened other doors of adventure — of the mind and body. In the meantime the scooter waits quietly in the cold garage for it’s next ride. Whenever that might be.
The picture above was made two weeks ago on a fine, cold fall ride. The bright sun and Tucano Urbano muffs made for a pleasant ride despite the temperatures hovering in the upper 30s (Fahrenheit).
I don’t remember the last time I brushed Kim’s red hair. Unless you’ve been involved with a redhead it’s hard to understand the secret culture they’re part of. It’s a special experience and a diversion from the normal path that involves riding.
It’s hard to know what the days will bring in terms of riding. There are some new projects afoot and things that keep Kim and I engaged on this exceptional medical/surgical landscape.
If nothing else, it’s a wonderful opportunity for personal growth. All part of that notion of, “In sickness and in health.”