Life has a way of affirming that decisions we make are the right ones or the wrong ones. I really hate the way it lets me know when I’ve made a wrong decision – or, I should say, not the best decision I could have made. Nothing works. I’m missing that sense that I’m where I am supposed to be. That inner click that says, “Yeah, this is it.”
But, when we know we are where we’re supposed to be – that inner-sense is the best thing in the world.
Sunday was a good day for everyone. A grand St. Patrick’s Day brunch here at the hotel, a chance for everyone to catch their breath and just relax into a moment, followed by pool time and just a day of some normalcy. Somewhere along the line, I warped from being Uncle Pete to being Uncle Bert – I have no idea how, but you just roll with these things.
The evening would hold more drama, unmedically related but requiring a change of venue for the sisters, Noelle and Alivia, shuttling over to Grandma (Mimi) and Grandpa’s place, due to a basement oil leakage. Sometimes, it seems, when it rains it pours. We were able to provide the transport, and hang time with the girls while folks ran around taking care of the latest crisis.
Ever play monopoly with a 4 year old? I highly recommend it! Noelle and I traded money and property with abandon, struck incredible deals with each other, passed GO and collected gobs of money, avoided Jail at all costs, took Chances, and had just about the most fun, free-wheeling game of monopoly I’ve played in my life. She was amazing at the bargain deals, and wiped me out before I could say “Free Parking”. All with a favorite movie to watch at Mimi’s, the Lion King, playing on the T.V. It doesn’t get much better than that – just hanging out with this sweet little girl whose whole world has gone just a little whacky in the past week, just a little time to be a normal little girl, playing a silly game and watching a favorite movie, being goofy and forgetting hospitals and medicine ports and worries for a spell. I wouldn’t trade that moment with her for anything in the world. Florida may have warmed our bodies, but this warmed my soul.
Today, we get to spend the day with the girls while everyone works and tries to make a house livable again. In my book, this is a great vacation. Doesn’t get any better.