Bitter . . . Sweet
The word bittersweet has bounced around in my mind all this week. It seems to sum up best the emotions I'm feeling today. In a way, it sums up much of what has transpired in my life in the past three years. Two months ago my husband, Michael was in his second motorcycle accident within a one month period while living 1,000 miles from me (bitter) attending his dream school of becoming a Harley Davidson motorcycle mechanic (sweet). He's been home recovering (sweet) and now it's time for him to return to school (bitter). And so the ping-ponging of emotions go as they run their course within me. I have held on the past two months delighting in having Michael present once again in our home. I have watched him gain strength and regain his mental cohesiveness following the accident that left him with several broken ribs, a broken and surgically repaired ankle, and a head injury. Though not fully recovered he is in a good place to return to school and com...