A good and a bad kept me away from the blogosphere for the past couple weeks. The ‘good’ was a visit with my brother Brian and his wife of almost 20 years Katharine. The ‘bad’ was a root canal gone awry, prompting three visits to the dentist and a near-trip to the Emergency Room. A whole lot of TRUST surfaced in these exchanges. Trust that my brother and his wife would just have a good time with us, not judge us for what we are/are not doing with our kids, not worry about spending time in a house about 1/5 the size of theirs, etc. Trust that the dentist was telling me the truth – that the best course of action really was a temporary crown at $1,350, not an immediate dose of antibiotics at a mere $7. Trust that the pain would go away, someday. At some points in life, you just have to take a leap of faith. A trust in the process…and, subsequently, in others.
We trust when we interact with our children’s teachers…when we entrust them with the care and educational livelihood of our kids.
We trust when we hire a tutor…when we hope that they do indeed have the skills and insights to move our children along, and not just serve as a crutch on which our children will become overly dependent.
We trust when we play with our kids…when we de-plug from our cell phones, e-mails and work projects. When we play and open ourselves up to – and thus our children, too – to the joys that life offers.
And I say all of this after a morning trip to the Endodontist. Ahhh…feels good to have my life back.
