Last night our younger son called. He's on vacation but it got interrupted because his partner's mother had a heart attack and had to undergo bypass surgery. Near the end of the conversation he said these recent events had made them both think about keeping in touch with family and his call was prompted by needing to check in with us. It was so sweet, and I appreciated him keeping us informed. We've grown to love his girlfriend and feel for them both as well as all of her family. Before the surgery, all four of her kids, their spouses and the two little grandsons were there to wish her well, and she's recovering nicely. Family is who has her back, and I'm grateful our son and her daughter were up there and able to support her, her husband and be supported by siblings.
As we grow older we realize each time we say goodbye it might be the last time. There is a Buddhist practice to say to each other as you part: "We do not know if or when we might meet again." That awareness allows us to be our best selves, not part in acrimony, and treasure what we have right when we have it. It keeps regrets at bay. My heart goes out to this young couple learning the lessons of change and what matters most. Thank goodness the mother has survived, and hopefully will have many more years to enjoy her family.
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