So, 2011 has come in like a lion. Nastia arrived home from Florida after 11 days away. My house is back to lovable chaos --legos strewn all over each room, clothing slumped in makeshift laundry baskets in every room, hair clips in my sink...lol. But I say 'lovable' chaos for good reason. As much as I hate clutter, seeing her clutter makes me smile. I missed her.
I spent New Year's Eve alone, by choice. I prayed and meditated and pretty much talked to God all night. In the morning I had a spectacular New Year's breakfast with two kindred spirits to look forward to. Kim and her daughter Bridget. I had never met Bridget before, but she is an avid follower of my blog and I recognize my childhood self in her. At 12 years old, she is already out to save the world with her colossal heart. And she will.
Bridget showed up with a large clear container stuffed to the brim with dollar bills and an abundance of pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters. She pushed it towards me across the table at Brother's Deli. ' This is for D's adoption.' she said quietly. Bridget had saved birthday money, Christmas money, and everything other bit of money that came her way, and handed it over to me. It was almost $90.How do you possibly say thank you for a heartfelt gift like that? I told her I couldn't take it, but I knew that was not an answer she would entertain. I thanked her while doing my best not to lose my composure in front of Salem's breakfast crowd. Stunned is a word that comes to mind. I was stunned by Bridget's compassion.
I've made a concerted effort these 24 hours to implement my many resolutions. Some of them never change year to year -- be swifter to love, make more haste to be kind -- but some are new and scary:
- be present with my daughter in the activities she loves
- find ways to help her want to go to church with me
- set an alarm for both of us and get up regardless of how tired we are
- walk the dogs twice daily regardless of the weather