QUE SERA SERA!

My son Jacob came home today looking disfigured. The right side of his face, swollen like a ball...fever caused a throbbing headache...and fear made him cry. He knew he was headed to the dentist...maybe an abscess...certainly a shot. He's been there and done that and for a child...and probably for most adults...it's a trip he'd rather see re -routed.

But you know the story--there's no room at the Inn---until the morning...so the best I could accomplish is a penicillin prescription, some Motrin for the swelling...and a whispered prayer for relief. You see-when it rains it pours. This is exam week...tomorrow are two critical exams...Math and Science...and neither pique Jake's interest. In fact, those are facts he'd rather shelve in exchange--for just about anything else. You see-like st. Augustine, Jacob likes thinking about the unthinkable...reaching for the stars instead of counting them...analyzing the heavens...instead of calculating how to get there.

But ever the optimist-he's confident...and so I'm hopeful...but still worried, about the swelling and the exams and how he'll maneuver through the pain, while working on the problems.

As the single mom of five sons I've learned there's never a dull moment...even though every once in a while boredom seems appealing. Challenges are a dime a dozen...and so we've learned to roll with the punches, pull together when everything else is pulling us apart...and accept that life throws us a lot of curve balls...when we least expect them...and often-all at one time.

Through it all my sons and I are a team- though sometimes on opposite sides...and so far-we've beat the odds, won the big challenges and come out ahead of the game...stronger and wiser and closer than we've ever been...

So tomorrow we'll face the music...the dentist and the exams...and whatever else comes our way...we'll handle it and hope for the best...while praying for the optimum...because as the song goes "Que Sera Sera"....Whatever will be will be...the future is not ours to see!