On a cloudless day a child dances on the warm sand. He sees the ocean, he hears the rhythm of the pounding surf, and he smells the salty air, for the very first time in his life. His daddy takes hold of his hand and they make their way to the edge of the surf. In a few seconds the little one will be dipping his toes into the salty water.
His mother, grandfather and I, his Gramma Jo, are witness to the little boy who is about to experience an extraordinary change in his young life. We’re seeing for the first time an ocean that has always been there. We stand on the edge of time, as an event that will become etched into our memories unfolds before us.
Our children and grandson are visiting us at our southern vacation home. We have had the amazing experience of sharing many firsts with our grandson over the past few days. Seeing the magic of first times through his innocent eyes has been an honour and a pleasure.
It’s a wondrous moment when we adults suddenly see something as if for the first time, even though we have seen it many times before. The difference is, it’s through the magic of a little six year olds innocent first experience.
As an ostomate I am still amazed that I have a second chance at life. I am in awe of the power of life itself. Thanks to the creation of my stoma, “Percy”, I have the good fortune to live on and experience more of life. Having an ostomy is a daily challenge indeed, and yet, is a great life learning experience. One of the many lessons it teaches me is; life is what we make of it. One can go through it and let things pass them by, or a person can actually go out and capture life as though each moment is the magical first time. And, as life will have it from time to time, when things are especially tough, then we can choose to simply roll with the tide.
Jo-Ann L. Tremblay
“Everyone you meet has a story to tell.”