Monthly Archives: December 2014

What Advent Means to Me

'You left just as you were becoming interesting!'

‘You left just as you were becoming interesting!’ —Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

 

Advent is the season in which people celebrate the birth of Jesus. But when I see the manger scenes, I can’t help feeling melancholy. Because while everyone counts down the days until the Christ child arrives, I’m saddened at the thought of my child going away, just after Christmas.

Of course, William is not a child. He’s wiser and more well-grounded than men twice his age. He can just as easily converse about philosophy as he can about Star Wars. Sometimes the topics become intermingled.

He has been counting down the days until the next chapter of his life begins. A chapter that doesn’t include Mom knocking on his door in the morning or coaxing him to Crossfit.

But his new chapter will lead him from our home in Germany to Guatemala and finally to Canada. It will be full of adventure and happiness. And that’s what I want most for him–to follow his own path.

He’s ready.

And despite the sadness, I am too.

I still can’t believe that nearly 18 years ago, the nurses at the hospital handed ME (a whimsical 23 year-old who’d never changed a diaper in her life) this little red-headed baby.

It was terrifying.

He was dependent on me.

Totally.

Completely.

100 percent.

It is a frightening sort of power you hold in your hands, bleary-eyed while everyone else sleeps, and your world shrinks to two. There is no one else who matters at 3am. Just the warm little person, who’s not happy apart from you.

Then they grow.

As a parent, your job is to slowly train them to be less dependent on you. Give them more responsibility. Give them freedom (when it’s earned). Build trust. Mutual respect.

Be surprised by their individuality.

Take credit for things you had no part in–but you’re still insanely proud of.

Raise them to be one of your very best friends.

That raspy little voice that woke you so many times in the middle of the night is clear in your memory, but you sometimes have trouble connecting it to the young man laughing beside you at the dinner table.

But there is a time for a new chapter.

William and I have each been working hard to write new narratives for our lives; and neither of us knows what twists and turns are in store.

We’ve been through so much together. So many burpees and push-ups and toes to bar. So many emotionally exhausting times. So many moments where he helped me pick up, sort and organize the pieces of my life.

Somehow, in the midst of this year’s turmoil, I became dependent upon him. And so he began the gentle process of giving ME my independence. He steadied me, until I found my balance.

There’s a line from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade where Professor Henry Jones tells his son: “You left just as you were becoming interesting!”

William has always been an interesting guy, but as a young adult, the conversations are richer. And it’s hard on a mom.

It’s hard because he’s become my friend–even though that was the goal all along.

To set him free.

To watch him live his life to the fullest.

To re-shape my own, with his picture on the wall and an empty hook where he hung his hat for a while.

13 days remaining to Toughen Up, Buttercup. 

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Handicapped

“I’m handicapped?”

“Well…yeah mom, technically.”

“Oh,” she said, sitting back in her wheelchair, “I guess I don’t see myself that way.”

For all the ways my mom drives me crazy, her vision of herself is something I admire.

As I’m running this momentary gauntlet, with all its painful, unexpected surprises, I sometimes lose sight of the person I want to be, as well as the person I AM at the moment.

And while it’s okay to feel beaten down from time to time, it’s important to get back up. We see people all the time resigning to life and settling for less than they’d hoped.

There are no excuses good enough to keep a determined person from achieving goals.

If Crossfit is part of your life, then you’ll go to the (insanely) early class, because it’s the only time of ‘day’ you can go. If you want to run a marathon, then the weather has absolutely nothing to do with your running schedule. If you want to spend time with your kids, then you will MAKE the time for them, even if you have to literally write their names on your calendar.

What is your goal?

Is it to be strong? To weigh less? To gain muscle? To be happy? To be smarter? To have a job you’re passionate about? To love more?

No matter what the goal, no being or entity can achieve these things for you.

It’s okay to fall when life trips you: the important thing is to pick yourself up, bandage your knees and get your feet back on the trail.

Keep the vision of yourself in the forefront of your mind.

And keep moving.