Babs has been sick a lot this month. First strep, then croup, then ... well, I'm just grateful that we seem like we're almost done with this.
I was telling my sister about this, and said in passing, "given how sick she was, as you can imagine my life got derailed."
Then I realized that my life was not derailed. I've made my choices so that I can care for my children full time, they are my life. So if they get sick, then that becomes my life. Whatever else I had planned may not be accomplished, but simply caring for them keeps me actively pursuing my chosen life.
I hope to remember that next time.