A Third Ticket
A couple of weeks ago, a new friend asked me how I deal with the uncertainty over what our future holds; how I fight off the fear of not knowing what lies ahead for my son and my family and if he’ll ever be able to live independently. Here is my answer:
First of all, that sense of security and confidence in our grand plan is only an illusion for all of us. I was misguided to ever feel confident that I had any control over what God had planned for me. I happened to receive that wake-up call early in my parenting journey, and I’m grateful for it. It pushes me to live in the moment more and not to sweat the small stuff as much.
Second, when the fear comes knocking… and it does come knocking… I just think about the worst case scenario. What if my son needs me for the rest of his life and isn’t able to live on his own? Then I will spend my silver and golden years with my best friend. My plans to travel the world with my wife in retirement will include a third ticket. I will continue to learn from my greatest teacher and wake up each day inspired to be a better man for him.
I’m cool with that.