About five months ago my son said, "Hey Mom, I am having trouble seeing."
So, like any mama would do I scheduled a routine eye exam. He completed the exam, we ordered glasses, and I thought that would be the end of it. When we picked up the glasses my son said, "Mom, I am still having trouble seeing. If I look to the side there are holes and it's black."
After a month and a half and two different specialist, we landed in a Neurosurgeon's office. My teenage son was diagnosed with a benign tumor that was pressing on his optic nerve.
He was losing his vision.
Over the past few months, I feel like I have lived the phrase 'You are only given what you can handle.'
In my family's situation, we are given information in stages which always seemed to happen on Friday afternoon. I can't say it was easier to digest, but we were able to process it.
The day of the surgery came and I was thankful that things moved quickly.
There was no time to dwell or cry. My husband and I walked through the halls of the hospital with my son as he went through some test before the surgery and then they wheeled him into a big room that was buzzing with activity.
When the doors shut my husband and I walked down the hall, he held my hand, and the tears came.
And they came hard.
I don't know if it was because my son is a teenager, but I feel like the people we met were a little nicer, took more time, and were a little more understanding.
After what seemed like an eternity, the Neurosurgeon came to the waiting room.
The surgery was a success! The part I left out was that there were actually two Neurosurgeons doing the surgery and they were able to go through the nasal passage, one on either side. I was so thankful.
It was the first time in months that my husband and I could breathe.
My fear of staying in the pediatric intensive care unit quickly faded when I realized that we were going to have round the clock care. I was thankful. My fear faded to I don't want to leave.
I love those nurses that cared for me as much as my son. God Bless them and the impact they have on people's lives when they are at their most vulnerable. They are truly angels on earth.
The first night in recovery my son's vision was improving. Today he says his vision has been fully restored! We have more tests coming our way, but I feel like we are on the other side of the mountain.
This was the snapshot when we were discharged from the hospital.
I know I have had things guide me in my life, but I don't think I have ever had such clarity on what I was supposed to do in my business until all of those eventful doctor's office visits. It was literally like a bright white spotlight.
You know all the things that you "should" be doing in business. Social to content and everything in between.
In this season of life, all layers of business have faded away.
It has become simple.
I have one focus and every day I am taking steps. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Here is what I know to be true,
Fact: My son is a rising senior and will be going off to school next year.
Need: I want to contribute financially to my household.
Need: I want a flexible business that works around my schedule.
When in doubt, refer to the facts and let them guide the decisions you make in your business.
My family has always been my WHY. It's how I describe myself first: I am a homeschooling soccer mom.
I want to soak up every minute I can with my son, but I also want to carve out a piece for me and that means designing a business that accomplishes both goals.
I am doing both, every day.