Tube free and happy
Tube is out. I am free. My pathology report came back clean, clean, and clean. Healing is going well. Can’t wait to start exercising fully again. I am feeling very sentimental these days. These are the last days of “routine” with Max as spring will quickly turn to summer and high school graduation. Ouch.
He is still deciding between Loyola New Orleans, University of Colorado, Willamette. He just found out he was wait-listed at Santa Clara but I think that’s out. But anything can happen. He and Marty travel to Boulder early next week then I will check out Willamette with him at the end of next week. Those visits will help him make a final decision. We are proud of him. I worry about these next several weeks. These are the weeks that keep parents awake on weekend nights. He has a good head on his shoulders but I still worry. I never thought I was a worrier. It turns out that these few weeks are making me worry. Hope he’s okay.
Meanwhile, on the Adam front, the show he is working on brings tears to my eyes. It’s a show about growing up and becoming a man. It’s a show about making mistakes and taking the high road. It’s a show about learning that sometimes life isn’t exactly what you expect. Yesterday, I met the mom of the girl who plays the opposite lead in the show. Her daughter and Adam sing two very beautiful songs together. As we met, she asked if I had listened to the songs. Yes. She said, “Can I ask you a question? Do you cry when you hear them?” Well, as a matter of fact, I can’t listen to them without crying. Marty tears up too. The songs are poignant and very sweet. The guy who wrote the music and lyrics for this show knew what he was doing. The show is not until June. The kids are working hard. I don’t know how they will get it all done, but, you know, it’s a mystery.
Marty is happy that the days are getting longer. I am happy the days are lighter. I am holding on to the days as both kids move on next year. Adam has chosen Roosevelt as his first choice. He can’t help but follow the drama trail. We think he’ll get in. He defaults back to Garfield APP if he doesn’t get in. He’s in good shape academically. It’ll be a trek to Roosevelt but it was a trek for Max to Vashon High School and he loved it. You have to let kids pick their own schools as they buy in and make it work.
Life is good. Bittersweet as these kids grow, but good in every way.
I forgot to mention our newest family member, Kramer. He is sweet and cute and brings joy. Did I mention he peed under the dining room table yesterday just because? We love him. Happy spring.
Hooray, hooray, hooray for healthy path report! Glad the tube’s out and you’re getting used to the new normal. Good luck to Max in deciding on a college and to Adam as he prepares for his big new role! Tickets arrived, and I will get a check on its way right away! Shabbat Shalom…and hugs to all of you!
Love, Alice