I'm an airhead....I completely forgot until now that one of the new experiences I had last week was starting the arrangements for James' headstone. A dear woman from our church happens to be a very talented stone artist. She has agreed to do James' headstone for us.
So, we headed to London to pick up our new trailer, and phoned her while we were there to see if she could squeeze us into her day- we already had an appointment set for me to meet with her in Wingham the next week, but that would be by myself, and Brian was with me that day.
She said "Sure", so off we went. Sans trailer...the guys at the dealership were still doing their thing.
I thought I was ready.
I was not.
Let me simply say that I sincerely hope no one on the earth ever has to do the same thing again before Christ redeems His people.
On the plus side, Cheryl is awesome. And James' stone, I'm sure, will be an awesome testament to his life and who he was.
On the negative side- emotionally and financially- headstones are priced up there along with diamonds, platinum, and uranium. Nice headstones go up from there.
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
New experiences...some good, some bad.
I guess that's life, isn't it? All the good, and the bad, added together makes a life. A pretty good one too, in my mind.
We've started to morph a new family plan into action. Losing James rocked our world, there's no doubt, but the honest truth is it also set us free in a lot of ways.
That will shock some people. That we would admit that. I love him dearly, and would not trade a second of being his mom, but truthfully, having a severely physically disabled child restricts your fmily activities to a large degree.
The girls loved him too, and were incredibly generous about the restrictions we faced. But I have to admit, it's easy to get used to "normalcy" and being able to say things like "Let's go to a movie." or "Why don't we go camping this summer?". Incredibly easy.
So we took the plunge and purchased our first trailer. Used, and a hybrid, which made it much more affordable than the glorified houses on wheels some people own....but it suits our needs perfectly, and it's ours. Then we purchased a truck....and in doing so passed another "post James" threshhold....no minivan. No room for wheelchairs, feeding pumps, seating paraphenalia, and all that goes with severe CP. I've driven a minivan since he got too big for me to swing easily into a car seat....and pictured myself driving one when I was old and grey, to be frank.
Brian has quit smoking, to better enjoy (and pay for) our new lifestyle. Cold turkey, and I must say- he's doing amazingly well!
53 days until Disney too.
I almost don't recognize us! But it's my life, and I like it.
We've started to morph a new family plan into action. Losing James rocked our world, there's no doubt, but the honest truth is it also set us free in a lot of ways.
That will shock some people. That we would admit that. I love him dearly, and would not trade a second of being his mom, but truthfully, having a severely physically disabled child restricts your fmily activities to a large degree.
The girls loved him too, and were incredibly generous about the restrictions we faced. But I have to admit, it's easy to get used to "normalcy" and being able to say things like "Let's go to a movie." or "Why don't we go camping this summer?". Incredibly easy.
So we took the plunge and purchased our first trailer. Used, and a hybrid, which made it much more affordable than the glorified houses on wheels some people own....but it suits our needs perfectly, and it's ours. Then we purchased a truck....and in doing so passed another "post James" threshhold....no minivan. No room for wheelchairs, feeding pumps, seating paraphenalia, and all that goes with severe CP. I've driven a minivan since he got too big for me to swing easily into a car seat....and pictured myself driving one when I was old and grey, to be frank.
Brian has quit smoking, to better enjoy (and pay for) our new lifestyle. Cold turkey, and I must say- he's doing amazingly well!
53 days until Disney too.
I almost don't recognize us! But it's my life, and I like it.
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