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You Before Me

16 May

I know, I know, you think I got that wrong and it’s Me Before You, but, I am not wrong.

Let me explain: a few days ago Patrick, my son and I  were walking the dog and were talking about what should I do now that he is done with college. I told him I feel like all that rush, all that forward moving we went through for the past 12 years of public education came to a halt. Ever since I gave birth to him I’ve been focusing on him, making him my # 1 priority. His education, his wellbeing, his manners, his foundation, all of that has been my work, my goal nothing and no one could ever stop me from reaching it. I had a path and each step brought me closer and closer to the finish line, which we crossed together the minute he held his diploma.

I kept telling him that now he is done with school and I am done worrying (or so I keep telling myself). He is on his path and I am on mine. He will soon start working and will continue chasing his dreams while I need to figure out what to do with my life, my focus, my time. What to fill it with, which direction should I go, what to do. (You can call it a crisis, but I won’t, because I don’t want to jinx it and make it sound even more dramatic than it is. But it is dramatic and anyone who went through what I am going now, will tell you it is a life-altering time in any parent’s life whose child/ren finish their education).

I kept talking while he kept listening. (That’s one of the things I love the most when I spent time with Patrick; he is a great listener). Eventually we turned a corner and I finally stopped talking, waiting for him to say something. And he did, saying, “It’s actually quite simple, Mom. You need to go back to you before me. You before you had me. Find that 24 yr. old woman and see what she’d like to do. Focus on her, help her find her dreams.”

I know his words will remain engraved in my mind for a long time, maybe forever (with my brain’s will) and, while I do not want to be 24 yr. old again, I’d like to rekindle with my old self and see what treasures I’ve buried…you before me: where are you?

 

 

Open Letter To My Son–Part 1

25 Apr

Dear Patrick,

It’s been a long time coming and now that it is so close, emotions and memories run wild like spiffed toreadors chased by a herd of bulls … tumultuous and raw overwhelming my heart.

Sixteen years of homework, studying, successes and failures, tests and grades, friends and bullies, good teachers and not so good ones, semesters and breaks, all coming to an end. Sixteen years of early mornings, sleepovers and drop offs. Sixteen years of classes, projects and subjects, one by one plating a seed of knowledge and another piece of puzzle in the map of your life. Sixteen years of hopes, anxieties, concerns and perseverance, always pushing forward no matter the obstacle, no matter how hard.

Sixteen years since you entered through the doors of public education for the first time, coming to an end on Thursday when the bell will ring for the last time in your life as a student. A chapter will close and another one will start. A door will close and others will open. Through all of it we loved you, taught you to the best of your abilities and saw you become a strong, healthy and responsible individual. Couldn’t been prouder of your achievements!

Thank you for being the kid you were and for the man you became, Pat! Thank you for allowing us to stand by you through all of it, good and bad, and for never giving up, always chasing after your dreams. The key of your future is in your hands now, enjoy the ride!

Love,

Mom and Dad

Pat’s Run–We did it again!

5 May

When it comes to exercising I would love for the world to accept that eating ice cream is actually working out. Think about all the calories you burn walking into the store, opening the fridge’s door, grabbing the bucket of ice cream, carrying it to the register, putting it in the bag, taking it home and finally spooning it into your mouth. Someone please do some research, then come tell me I’m right!

But until then I have to stick with… exercising, for real. Motivation fails me more than I care to count (sucker), but I do like to trick myself into actually working out at least 4-5 times a week. To do that, I sign up for a certain sporting event every year, for which I must prepare physically.

It’s the Annual Pat’s Run, organized by the Pat Tillman Foundation and in collaboration with ASU. For those of you who don’t know who Pat Tillman was  he was an ASU Alumnus and one of the best football player in the history of the university, whose generous life impacted so many Americans and whose legacy continues to help veterans receive an education. 

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At this year’s Pat’s Run scheduled for April 25th  I was joined by my son Patrick and his girlfriend Alyssa, my niece Bat-El and her boyfriend Michael. We called ourselves the Sundevil4Ever Team. Bat-El and Michael ran pretty much the entire 4.2 miles while Pat, Alyssa and I took our time. We ran very little, but walked really fast, because we do enjoy the crowd and the atmosphere. I try to take it all in, from the Star Spangled Banner stirring our hearts, to the American flag dancing in the wind, to the military groups running and singing, to the occasional tutu and colorful costumes. There’s no way to describe how I feel every year I attend this event but I promised myself that for as long as I can walk I will participate in Pat’s Run. 

Happy to report that’s one promise kept and counting.

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