Monday, August 8, 2011

Morning Dew and A House

There's something about this time of year and the morning dew.  I guess I've never really paid much attention to it, after all, it's always been there each and every summer morning.  I guess you could say that for so long I took something so simple as dew for granted. 

But today was different.  I stopped and noticed the thickness of the dew.  How every blade of grass had different sizes of water droplets on it.  The smell that was in the air, clean, sweet and refreshing.
Have you ever had something (or someone) that was constant and in your life that you took for granted?  Always believing that it would be here as long as you were on this earth?  I would imagine so.  After all, we're human.

Well, I know I have.  Mine (at today's moment) is dew and a house.  Yep, that's right.  Just two things I've taken for granted through the years.  Always believing that one or the other would be constant in my life. 

Weird you say?  Yeah, maybe a little. 

This week, the house that "us 3 kids" grew up in, will be sold.  No longer will we be able to just "drop by" unannounced or plan any outdoor activity with our families there.  No longer will we be able to call it "our house" or "mom and dads house"  because it will belong to someone else.
A family who will begin their lives and start their memories in that house,  just as my parents did more than 60 years ago. 

I guess there comes a time when you need to make peace with certain events that happen in life. 
Whether they were good or bad, it's all a part of coping and accepting.

Coping is something that's pretty familiar to most that have had cancer. We've become experts and have learned to do it oh so well.  We've also for the most part, learned to accept and move on, though on our own terms and pace.

So now again, I will begin to cope, accept and make peace.  I will begin to do this not with cancer, but with a house where childhood memories were made. 

I will will take special note of the "words of wisdom" that I've read for the past so many months from some of the other "graduates of the school of cancer." 
Look at each day as a refreshing new day. 
Not taking for granted the morning dew that blankets the grass each summer morning, no matter how trivial it may seem.
Hanging on to memories, good memories about a house that has so many of those, along with a few stories tucked away in its walls.

And learn...learn once again how to cope, accept and make peace.