Getting Our Bearings

It is early morning. 5 am. A later wake-up than yesterday morning, which was a later wake-up than the day before, so we’re making progress.

Jet lag is an interesting thing - travelling across time, losing hours or gaining them. In this case I’ve gained some, which can’t be a bad thing!

I actually value these early morning get-ups before everyone else wakes. It’s a time when I can get my bearings in the midst of the transitions and changes of context.

While always an adjustment, it’s great to be back in the ‘new country’ - my home and native land, Canada. I love this country and the people in it. And it’s so good to be able to see Mom and Dad in light of all that has happened in these last 6 months.

Mom is doing amazingly well after emergency open heart surgery in September. That was such a hard moment, being far away, and unable to easily get on a plane with my medical condition. However, I’m here now and can look back with gratefulness. Mom is truly on the mend and remarkable in her recovery after her triple bypass.

In these wee hours of the morning I have time to reflect and just now I read something about presence, or ’being with’. “Not trying to fix, solve, or save… just ‘be with’.” That’s what I would hope for in these days - wherever and with whomever the situation calls.

Time for some coffee with my parents.