I’ve spent much of the past two weeks at this place – Mary Birch Hospital for Women and Newborns in San Diego. I come in the morning, buy a lunch coupon, go up to the 4th floor, and hang out with my daughter. I’m lucky that I have the resources to be able to do this. I can afford the air fare to San Diego, have enough electronics to run General Motors from my purse, and plenty of spare cash for coffee and pecan rolls from the vendor outside.
I also have a gorgeous daughter (well, actually two, but California girl is today’s topic) to visit.
She’s expecting twins and, as idyllic and lovely as that might sound, it’s a bear of a proposition. So she is in some white water at the moment but paddling well with a really great life jacket. Terrific husband, amazing daughter and, of course, an exceptionally good-looking and compassionate mother.
I arrived meaning to stay 5 days and staying 12 and each day has been so worth it.
You see, I am learning to live in the moment. To be fully present. This little trip to California has been my maiden voyage on the sea of not giving a shit about what else is going on in the world except what’s most important.
It’s taken me years to let go of stuff that doesn’t matter and focus on where I am and the person I’m with. Figured it out just in time, I think.
And with just the right person. My pride and joy.