1. There’s no way to prepare yourself for watching a team of people who don’t love your child like you do roll him away to a delicate, life-saving surgery. No way.
2. Happiness and sadness can equally fill your heart.
3. A transforming day in your family’s life can feel like it’s yesterday and years ago all in the span of a typical day.
4. Kids have the resiliency of pack mules.
5. Practice conversations are good and all, but you are really never ready. Months after surgery it will break your (my) heart to say to your (my) child “You know what sweetie? I knew you were going to be okay. Mommy trusted your doctors and nurses and I knew you would be fine. I never thought, not even for one tiny second, that you were going to die.” (And you know it’s okay to lie at that moment. This arose after some questions Gage had after seeing a St. Jude hospital commercial for the holiday where actors are repeating words said by parents of sick kids.)
6. People will surprise you with their compassion. You will always be surprised, even if you know they will show up when you need them.
7. Someone will give your son a life-saving organ out of their body and at least once a day, many days more than once, you will drift away into thoughts of amazement and gratefulness that you can’t even begin to express.
8. If other people line up to give your son a kidney you will remain stunned, unable to tell them in words just how much it meant to you that they had offered and wanted to donate.
9. Sense of humor. Don’t forget for one moment that you need it to survive as a couple through a life with kids with crappy kidneys. It helps to laugh sometimes to at your sick kids. Not about being sick of course, unless you refer to yourself as a mutant family. Because that is funny.
10. Give yourself a break for thank you notes that are written months after you intend to write them.
11. Work hard to appreciate your kids’ milestones. Period.
12. When times get rough it is completely reasonable to let other people have enough faith for me.
13. Tell the people in your life, especially your husband, that there is no way that you could have handled this past year without them. Then repeat it many, many times.
I can’t say I’m sad 2007 is over, but it did bring us some wonderful, amazing blessings. And we were sad too some of the year. So, I welcome 2008. While I’m sure our year won’t be what is considered “normal” by any one person’s standards, I’m hopeful it will be our normal. No trauma and less drama would be fantastic.
Happy New Year.
