{"id":3468,"date":"2014-01-02T19:29:43","date_gmt":"2014-01-03T00:29:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3468"},"modified":"2014-01-02T19:29:43","modified_gmt":"2014-01-03T00:29:43","slug":"page-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3468","title":{"rendered":"Page Two"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It&#8217;s 6:45 pm on Day 2 of 2014, I almost forgot about writing today. \u00a0Fifteen minutes till Josh&#8217;s bedtime and unless something major needs my attention, I start to slow down, fast. \u00a0Bedtime with Josh means snuggling in, pray (that he whispers every night, that Jesus help him not have a bad dream), then lights out, he may tell me something about his day, that often puts a smile on my face and then he throws his arms around me and is snoring, his sweet breath on my face within minutes. \u00a0Of course if I move, he&#8217;s up asking where am I going? \u00a0So this is my slowing down time, usually texting my friends that text and have my end of day convo with one of my besties in Florida.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Today has been ugly cold out. \u00a0-36 degrees Celsius was the lowest I believe. \u00a0Is that necessary? \u00a0Everything was painful. \u00a0Of course there is not <em>one\u00a0<\/em>full service gas station in Peterborough!!! I didn&#8217;t have enough to make it to Millbrook, where all we have is full service. \u00a0Did I really need to go out? \u00a0Well, I had to deposit a check and get groceries for tomorrow\u2026 just in case we have company. \u00a0My plan is to take the boys to this indoor trampoline \u00a0place and meet my brothers and families there\u2026. kind of a last hurrah before school and my youngest brother is back to Vancover again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">My brother, <a href=\"www.rajkumardixit.com\">Kumar<\/a> told me he&#8217;s goal to write one hour each day! Wow\u2026 but then again he is a published author and sought after speaker. \u00a0What would I say if I wrote an hour a day? \u00a0Hum\u2026 I suppose that would be interesting!<a href=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/IMG_0675.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-3470\" alt=\"IMG_0675\" src=\"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/IMG_0675.jpg\" width=\"3456\" height=\"5184\" srcset=\"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/IMG_0675.jpg 3456w, https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/IMG_0675-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/IMG_0675-682x1024.jpg 682w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 3456px) 100vw, 3456px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">New Years, yesterday I found myself feeling melancholy. \u00a0My friend&#8217;s dad, 95 years of age was taken to the hospital, not well. \u00a0Despite his age and the fact that he really is ready to go, how do you let one go? \u00a0Then my own dad, collapsed. \u00a0He&#8217;s not doing well. \u00a0His heart isn&#8217;t in the greatest shape. \u00a0I realize that his time here on earth is limited too. \u00a0And then my father in law, with his daily battle of leukemia \u2026 he&#8217;s 75 or so years old and lately just tired and weary of fighting every day to the next day. \u00a0I found myself contemplating this New Year as a year possible goodbyes. \u00a0I found myself praying that their ends will be simple\u2026 just going to sleep\u2026 until Jesus comes.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Am I being gloomy? \u00a0No doubt. \u00a0Yet the two dads in my life have become dear to me. \u00a0My FIL and I have become closer and have learned to simple appreciate each other. \u00a0And the simple things. \u00a0Then there&#8217;s my dad. \u00a0Sanj comments on the complexity of our relationship. Yet after all the years of hurting, wanting and reacting, I think it has come down to the simple fact that he is my dad. \u00a0Yes, he didn&#8217;t live to the fullest of that potential for me, yes I was disappointed and yes there was pain\u2026 but now\u2026 I am grown. \u00a0I am grateful the past year. \u00a0We worked side by side. \u00a0I saw that he has suffered so much\u2026 meaning he had lost so much by his choices. \u00a0Yet\u2026 as I saw my dad in bed yesterday, I could hear his raspy breathing\u2026 and all I could thing of how sad it will be to say goodbye. I feel at peace with him and feel the irony of coming full circle\u2026 His biggest issue has always been his heart.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Of course, \u00a0I could be here next New Year talking about having both dads around the past 365 days. \u00a0Life is so funny that way.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s 6:45 pm on Day 2 of 2014, I almost forgot about writing today. \u00a0Fifteen minutes till Josh&#8217;s bedtime and unless something major needs my attention, I start to slow down, fast. \u00a0Bedtime with Josh means snuggling in, pray (that &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=3468\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3468"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3468"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3468\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3471,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3468\/revisions\/3471"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3468"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3468"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3468"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}