Mama Musings: Older son is doing well

K1 made it through surgery just fine. They put screws in his humerus and his post-op has been great. I was terrified at the thought of him going through surgery and while he was in surgery something went wrong and the doctor coming out telling me that my son had died. However, the night before his surgery, a wave of calm came over me after I talked to my orisha, Yemoja. Then I found out a friend, who I trust, works for the company that runs the surgery center. Lastly, the anesthesiologist looked like my neighbor's brother, who we like. Additionally, my son felt at peace though he was super nervous waiting for pre-op. The surger center staff was AMAZING and our doctor was wonderful. He was the same doctor who took care of K2's arm so I only expected great things from him. Though my older son has a cast that we have to watch out for, life is feeling way more calm and normal. I am realizing that I have to find happiness whenever I can because I cannot wait for life to be perfect. Things could be so much worse for my son, my family in general. That alone is something to smile about. But even if the worst happens, I still have to find inner peace, joy and happiness. Taking care of my body, mind, spirit and emotions is ESSENTIAL to being able to handle stressful situations that life hands out to you. It is one thing to be stressed and in control but it is altogether different when the stress stems from something for which we have no control. At that point our inner truth of greatness and abundance can kick in if we allow it and sustain us until the stressful chapter takes a turn for the better. My sons are getting older. I know I have written things about them here or there but I never want to forget this stage of my life. Being a mother is one of the best parts of my life. I hate the bad parts but I wouldn't take nothing for this journey. I write this so that my sons know some of my mindset and they can share it with their wives and children . Maybe I will have granddaughters who will need to know how their grandmother thought regarding children and life in general. My mother died when I was 27. I had only just begun to even have a few questions so many of the things that I wanted to ask my mother, I never was able to do so. This is why I write so many journal entries and make Vlogs. In case I am gone and there are questions, perhaps I will have answered it somewhere in one of my posts. Suffice it to say my nerves have been shot for the last week but it is nice to find a moment of calm. My next endeavor is to help my son keep his sanity while he is out from working out and to help him figure out the best way to rehab his arm back to 100% health....stay tuned for the next episode.