Right before heading over to Will and Fran's on Saturday evening:
Isaiah: Mom, I've been thinking about what reasons God would have had to let Auntie pass away.
Me: You have?
Isaiah: Yeah. Well. . . I think I know at least one of the reasons.
Me: You do?
Isaiah: Mom? I kind of think God might have wanted our family to be closer. Ever since Auntie's funeral I feel like we are even closer to each other and good at showing our love more. Like I see my cousins more and everybody just seems like they talk more and are closer.
Me: Hmmm. Do you think that pleases God?
Isaiah: I think so, Mom. Because I know it pleases me.
Me: Me, too, son. Me, too.
That exchange made me think of this night and how glad I am that Deanna was here to witness it. It still amazes me that she had the foresight to snap that video of that moment between my brother and me. It's almost like she knew something or that the whole universe knew to give us that magical evening with a piece caught on film.
Fall makes me miss her. Especially fall.
Happy Monday. Measure your life in love, okay?
Honestly? I write this blog to share the human aspects of medicine + teaching + work/life balance with others and myself -- and to honor the public hospital and her patients--but never at the expense of patient privacy or dignity.
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~ James Baldwin (1924 - 1987)
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Details, names, time frames, etc. are always changed to protect anonymity. This may or may not be an amalgamation of true,quasi-true, or completely fictional events. But the lessons? They are always real and never, ever fictional. Got that?