As the seasons are transitioning, so is my peaceful,
sheltered life – and not in a good way.
There’s turmoil within our condo association in Chicago that
requires me to travel to attend an important meeting of the owners. Our Board has resigned en mass, and we need
to elect a new one (if we can find anyone willing to serve). A change to the By-Laws to cap the number of
rentals allowed is up for a vote. Some
of what is being proposed will affect me and Ron financially, and I have to
protect our interests.
A dear, long-time friend of mine was recently diagnosed with
two serious medical issues. She was very
supportive of me when I went through my life-threatening illness, and I am
trying to figure out what I can do to reciprocate for that kindness. I’m aware that this is her crisis, not mine;
but I ache for my friend. I am thinking
of her all the time.
Finally, and most importantly, Mom is scheduled for open
heart surgery for a valve replacement next week. I’ll head to New Hampshire from Chicago to do
anything I can to assist during her recovery period. Mom is feeling confident and has a great
attitude. I have all sorts of “What ifs?”
banging around in my head that are not particularly helpful and are stressing me
out, big time. It’s important to take
this one step at a time, but my own heart is pounding in sympathy and
trepidation.
So for a while… Goodbye
to quiet mornings on the golf course, leisurely lunches, afternoon naps with a
breeze blowing in the window, and fun with friends. I promise to stop whining and step up to the
plate as needed, and pray that everything will turn out well for those involved. We all would like to return to our precious quiet
and comfortable routines.
