🚎 BUS TRAINING IN FULL SWING! Please read if you want to support Sarina!😇 Sarina is back in college. Her second semester started last week. We added a new step into independence: She wants to get around town on her own. Bus training was needed! Within a week Sarina managed to ride the bus to college alone!😳 . Surprised I savored that victory. Her mobility coach gave the green flag after a few days of training. It's a long ride, 21 stops and 45 minutes long. Sarina needs to change bus at the transit mall.... a place I am not fond of...too loud, too many busses, too many people. The first day she did it alone I shadowed her in my car. Only to get flagged down at that busy place. I was not supposed to drive into the transit mall🤓...my small 2-seater couldn't compete with the buses. I hope my husband is not reading this. We have lovely people in Santa Rosa. They understood why I was there😆 and guided me out. Of course, I lost Sarina in the process. I am glad I have grown my surrender muscle💪🏼 through the years. It got a good workout that day! I drove to college to see her arrive. I didn't know which bus she would catch. Would she be in the right one and arrive on time? Head high, a smile on her face she did! Of course, I was hiding! She dropped me this text😆 : "DARLING I'D LOVE A SEPHORA GIFT CARD🎁 FOR 🐣. I MADE IT, I ARRIVED! THANK YOU IN ADVANCE." now that's Sarina💗 🙏🏼 NOW COMES MY WISH FOR YOUR SUPPORT: On the way home, she gets lost. The last eight stops or so look all the same. Trees... houses. No real landmark. She misses to get off. It already happened a few times. Her brain turns off in no time and focus is gone. The problem is, Sarina is very frustrated by this. "I know the route, I know exactly what to do and then... this brain just stops paying attention...Mschin... (that's me) help! I cannot let that happen." I would be totally fine to leave this for now. Sarina can take the bus there, and I pick her up on the way home. No way. She won't have it. 1. she doesn't get the certificate she is after. 2. she likes her coach, and if she can't master this, the coach is in trouble with the hierarchy from above😐 3. independence is at stake I wrecked my brain, drove the stretch a few times, discussed it with smart people who should know. No solution. Last night I got an idea. Two hours ago we put it into action! I bought a bunch of glitter ribbon, and we hung them on the light poles close to her home station. Red and purple and pink, her colors. I🍀 I pray no one is taking them down. 🍀 I pray she can spot the ribbons on time. 🍀 I pray she get's off that bus. ✊🏼✌🏼TOMORROW, FRIDAY AROUND 2:45 PM P.T., please send her 💗 🇩🇪 that's midnight for my German peeps. 🕛 Mitternacht in Deutschland🤞🏼✊🏼 I'll keep in touch! 💗
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I belong to a group called “micro preemie moms.” It's one of my titles 😊. Sarina is a micro preemie. A micro baby is a baby born before 26 weeks gestation. Sarina was born at 24 weeks. Today a mother in the group asked to send the last picture of being pregnant with our micro baby. I have this pic in my favorites. Sarina often asks to see it. It was I know to the second what I felt and thought and of course where I was taken eight days before Sarian was born. On my second anniversary. 🦋 Hopeful. 💓 Happy. 🦋 Expecting. And 🌕 Full of WELTVERTRAUEN, a perfect German word for trust and confidence into the universe. It took me many years to gain the last one back. Because I am the mother of this extraordinary young woman called Sarina and an advocate for living a mindful life I cannot let this sit here without answering this questions: 💎 How did I do it? Which brings forward the question: 💎 Do you know who my most significant teacher was? 💎 Who was picking me up each time I crushed? My soul's companion and best friend is called Yoga. 💡 Yoga taught me that the obstacles on our path are the path. Boy does that hit home when I fight against yet another obstacle I have to overcome. Everything I need I learn on and off my mat by seeking an authentic life with huge pockets of joy and adventure and silence and acceptance embedded within. It’s written in the Yamas and Niyamas, my Yoga friends you know what they are. And for you my friends who don’t, they are the ten guidelines every Yoga practice should be built upon. Well, every life should: ⭐️The five Yamas teach us: How to behave in the world. Nonviolence. Truthfulness. Nonstealing. Moderation. Nonpossessiveness. ⭐️The five Niyamas teach us: How to act with ourselves. Purity. Contentment. Self-discipline. Self-Study. Surrender. They are my mirror at night when I reflect on how well I have participated in my life no matter how stuck I felt. 🙏🏼I bow my head to this one. Today my micro preemie is 27 years + a few months old. No matter how challenging it is at times, I take action every day and choose to be: 🦋 Hopeful. 💓 Happy. 🦋 Expecting. And 🌕 Full of WELTVERTRAUEN, a perfect German word for trust and confidence into the universe. |
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