Rearrange: It’s A Family Thing
Rearranging is a skill usually passed down through the generations. My mother was a rearranger. So I watched and learned. She could rearrange the furniture or our lives almost equally as well. My father was 37 years old when he got the news that his life would be cut short. Not good news for a young man with a family. But because my mother was a rearranger, she rearranged our lives so my father could have the very best of what he wanted for as long as that could be. We travelled and camped every available weekend and vacation so my father could spend his last days pursuing his love of nature and fishing.
When faced with my first of many crisis’ of my adult life, I knew I would make it threw because I was trained by the experiences of my childhood. I tried very hard to provide normalcy for my children, but no matter how hard I tried, crisis would always show up on my doorstep and I would transform our situation into the best work of art a starving artist could provide, not always pretty, but a piece of work for sure. Sometimes I’d sit back at the end of the day, and just hope it would all work out. We had all that was neccessary for survival, but most important, we still had each other.
Now, my children are rearrangers. They have learned how to juggle and persevere through even the toughest of times. Even when our lives are rearranged beyond our control we will do what we can to help each other in what ever way we can. We are family and families rearrange their own lives to help one another.