you go to the hospital to visit your cousin and hopefully brighten his day a little bit, but you leave the hospital knowing that you got more out of the visit than he did.
And that is what happened yesterday.
Michael was back East when he first found out about his leukemia in 2007 and had to stay there during treatment so I had no idea what to expect. Admitting warned me before I even got to the transplant floor that I would need to be in gown/mask/gloves, but when I got to the floor I realized how serious they are.
The floor is locked. Once you are allowed in, you immediately wash and then put on your hospital clothes and these don't come off until you leave. Realizing how much impact one germy person could have on an entire floor of people is beyond comprehension.
He was just his normal self. I don't think I could ever do justice in explaining Michael to those of you who don't know him. He's like the most normal guy. But of the very best variety of man. Cool...but Warm. A little Sweet. A little Salty. Faithful and Faith Filled.
So it was all really normal. Just talking, passing time, like any other conversation I would have with him, yet when I left I realized I was leaving with like three new life lessons. Just regular stuff, yet profound just the same.
What I thought I would share today is that I have never sat down with Michael one on one for that long before and just talked. I don't think I've sat down that long with many people for that long before and just talked. Nothing else going on, just us two in a room sharing thoughts. I don't do that with my husband. I don't do that with my children, I don't even sit with myself for that long at a time without letting other things get in the way.
...And I wonder why not.
Because it was nice.
It was nice to focus on one person - especially a person I love.
When was the last time you slowed down enough to just focus on one person for an extended period of time? Gave that person all your attention and just shared? Has it been a long time? Or never? Do you let other things become more important than the things that really matter: Our people, our pack, our clan, our human fellow?
Who are your people?...and how will you spend time with them this new year?
Will it be hard for you like it was for me at times?...or is this something you do often and with ease?
And when was the last time you were on a slip 'n slide? Our family loves 'em!