It's very difficult for us sometimes to let go of "control" of our lives. We want to be able to plan, to make decisions, and drive our existence in the direction we have predetermined. With a destination in mind, we can be frustrated by the rerouting made necessary by detours - temporary or permanent.
Mom is on her own wild ride now. Her continued health is in the hands of nurses, doctors, and surgeons. Her life is in the hands of a greater power. The plan changes from day to day, and the ins and outs of medical mysteries are confusing and disconcerting. Some would fight this situation with anger.
I'm heartened by the grace with which Mom is riding out this chaos. Certainly she is frustrated with the on and off schedule for her hospitalization and surgery, but in the bigger scheme of things Mom is willing to let go, put herself in others hands, and allow events to unfold. She is at peace with whatever may come from this journey, and even encouraged me yesterday not to worry.
Sometimes there is peace in letting go and trusting in powers you can't control. It's a lesson we all should learn.
Stay in the saddle, Mom.