Wow, I never thought I would be so comfortable with being out of my “comfort zone.”
This past week has been extremely hectic and chaotic. Everything was last minute and “hurry up and wait.” It was NOW, NOW, NOW!!! Haha, wow. I’m sitting here at the Amtrak Station waiting for my bus to come. It doesn’t come for another hour and a half. To be honest. This is nice. Yeah, sure it’s loud with the construction outside the building, but it’s actually nice. There’s a handful of people milling about and I’m by myself.
It’s a nice break. A little pause in life. A much needed pause.
This past week, I’ve been dealing with my aunt in the hospital. She has liver failure and the doctors are still deducting possible causes. They have yet to find the exact cause. I have been with my scattered-brained grandmother, which has been quite an interesting experience.
It was nice visiting Seattle these past couple of days anyway. The trips on the ferry at night was the best. The city lights were a nice sight and the smell of the salty sea was great.
I guess I could describe this past week as a hiccup in my life. My whole summer has been a little boring with a few visits here and there. Then I’m slammed with a whole week filled with visits to the hospital everyday, making sure everybody is getting every information they need, as much as I can. Going this way, going that way, taking short naps, and getting confused by spontaneous outbreaks followed with a tearful moment of processing serious life and death situations.
It’s like a jolt of lightening then my mind and body switches over into service mode. I want to make sure everybody’s comfortable and that I can do what I can to help to the best of my ability.
What I really liked were the talks about life with my grandmother. I don’t get to do that very often. She has told me that she just wants to be a grandmother. Nothing else, “Emily, what I’d really like to do is JUST BE a grandmother. Not the one who everybody comes to for help when they need help.” She’s an amazing woman and mother who loves Christ and is filled with sagacious wisdom. I wish I had the chance to just sit and listen to her some more.
But here I am at the train station in downtown Seattle, and I’m on pause. I’m guessing somewhere along the bus ride I’ll become a little different, carrying along the new passed on wisdom and experiences that I’ve learned this past week. I’m grateful for this hiccup. God has given me immeasurable amount of strength and endurance to persevere. He has truly been good to me. I think I’m going to take this time and enjoy my little pause in life before I get back into a routine at home and start some new goals.
