Six years ago today, we checked Eliza into Texas Scottish Rite Hospital for Children. It was the beginning of what would end up being an almost 7 month process of correcting the dysplasia in her left hip.
The hospital was wonderful; we still have annual follow-up appointments as she grows.
If we didn’t have these annual follow-ups, and if she didn’t have the scar, I don’t think Eliza would even know she had been through two procedures, one surgery, and 24 weeks in a spica cast.
It is up to Rachel and I to remember it for her. We want to help her remember it well! We have awesome stories about how we got to Texas Scottish Rite Hospital, which include a chance encounter with a good friend of mine from more than 20 years before.
We all are who we are because others have done some remembering for us. Sometimes for the good, sometimes not.
I read someplace a few years ago, a recommendation to spend money on travel rather than things. The article argued that even trips that leave a lot to be desired end up being “improved” by memory as the years pass. I have found this to be true in my own life, but I also know people who seem to remember things as worse than they could possibly have been.
How will you remember? Some of what you remember may have a great affect on how you live, and even on the lives of others.