Thursday, January 1, 2015

Welcoming a New Year



I’m sitting in my father’s living room watching the sun rise in Southern California.  The sky is a perfect blue, without a cloud in sight.  The light is bright.  The palm tree in the front yard (because it is California after all) stands still, tall and a crisp green.  I hear nothing except the occasional sound of the dog’s collar as she snores and shifts in her sleep at the foot of my father’s bed.  This is my New Year.
To be fair, I’m slated to fly home in five days.  My patient is doing well.  He will be able to shower on his own today and tonight he’ll be left alone to heat his own dinner in the microwave while I meet friends for dinner.  All the exhaustion and stress - of sleeping with one ear open, checking on him every few hours around the clock, caring for him without being too invasive -- is a welcomed outcome given the alternative of not having him here.   
My girlfriend asked me last night what my resolutions are for 2015.  The list started rolling of all the goals I have: these last twenty five pounds need to go, completing a 5K, two books published, a steady source of income, connect with friends more, but really one resolution will cover it all.  I want to be present.
These last few weeks, really, this last year, has showed me how important being present in the right now is to a happy life.  Two years ago, as my world began to change exponentially, a dear friend told me to ask myself everyday, ‘what do I want today?’  It was a foreign practice for a caregiver like myself. I thought it seemed too selfish to move through a day asking myself that question. But my friend is smart.  I trust her.  So did it as faithfully as I could.    
Some days the answers were profound, some days they were silly.  They led me across the world three times last year, into a new relationship that continues to surprise me in the best ways.  Ultimately by asking that question daily, I learned to know myself better.  And to be present in the now.  The last couple of weeks I’ve held my breath, prayed and watched my father fight to live.  Not for yesterday.  Not for tomorrow.  For right now.  So for 2015 I will hone my practice of being present.  When I’m present I am more joyful, more connected, more alive.  What more could I resolve to be than that?