Reflection and Realization

Getting settled was powerful.  Box by box we were getting our family life back.  I attacked our deluge and started with the bathroom.   Presently, I discovered a bottle of delightful body wash, a tube of skin cream packed with vitamins, and a sublime body lotion.  I had never seen any of them before, and I was curious of their origin.

I asked Adam, and he took a look.  A memory crossed his eyes.  Finally he explained that my parents bought them for me in the hospital, when the nurses informed them that I was getting a sponge bath.

Those words put me in my place.  They made me stop.  They made me reflect.  I was stunned, and my eyes welled.  

Grammy and Nonno enjoying marshmallows with the family in Buenos Aires.

Those three bottles embodied my parents' attention and compassion.  At 76 and 79 years old, they were taking care of our boisterous children, flying them back and forth to visit Adam and me, finding accommodations for all of them in Buenos Aires, praying and enlisting prayers from around the globe, navigating life in a country where they don't speak the language, and on top of all of this, they had the attentiveness to buy precious washes and creams for my ailing body.  

I don't even know what to say.  Thank you.  Two months since the accident, and every day I am in awe of my blessings.  They never cease.  Gracias a Dios.