A couple of weeks ago, we dined at River Cafe in Calgary, Alberta. It was a celebration. A milestone had been reached. And it was bitter-sweet.
You’ve got to take the good with the bad, smile with the sad, love what you’ve got, and remember what you had. Always forgive, but never forget. Learn from mistakes, but never regret. ~Unknown
If the accident had not happened on Friday the 13th, back in July, we would not have had a reason to celebrate. The appointment with the brain injury team would not have revealed how good his cognitive abilities were, and how smart he was to begin with! I probably wouldn’t have scheduled the stopover in Calgary, and had a chance to appreciate the beauty all around me that lovely Fall afternoon. My immediate family might not have taken the time to get together for dinner and really talk with one another, like we used to every night of the week, so many years ago.
So we bid the Harley goodbye. It was a symbol of the bad accident and would never be good again. We are thankful each day that a full recovery is closer and closer to grasp. And we remember how precious life is. Once again, one of our 5 has stumbled. We have rallied in support and have been reminded, not to take life for granted.
It was really, really nice to take a meal with my parents, where we had no agenda. No timeline, we stuffed ourselves full with the delights on the menu. Who cares if we didn’t feel like eating dinner later? No calories were counted. We sipped our coffee and watched everyone else hurry back to work. And it was my treat – priceless.