Prompt: Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out?

OK-this is an easy one!  Moving back to Cambridge last December in anticipation of my sabbatical year was the wisest decision of 2010. Even though it was made in 2009, it set the stage for 2010 in that the girls had to start a new school mid-year and the whole family had to scramble, it allowed us to see my mother a whole bunch more times in 2010 than we would've had we waited until the end of the school year. It allowed me to take her to her sister's memorial service in February and see everyone together which meant a lot to her and everyone else.  

But if you don't want to accept a decision made in 2009 for 2010, I do have two other decisions that qualify.  One was to accept the offer for the girls to switch to Amigos--the bilingual school here in Cambridge--even though they had already switched schools b/c of the move.  They are doing so much better there and we are thrilled that they are learning spanish.  And all the other families we've gotten to know have added lots of fun and interest to our lives.  This was definitely a great move and the girls have really risen to the occasion, showing us once again just how amazing they are.  It was good to believe they could handle it and even better to see them move up to the challenge and make it.

The other wise decision was to get on the plane that day when the nurse called about my mother.  I did not hesitate after talking to her because it just sounded that bad...I did not hesitate even though it meant calling some people I don't know that well to set the girls up so I could leave.  And I did not hesitate when I got to the airport and had to pay 650.00 for a ticket on the shuttle to DC.  That one really did call for resolve...that's a lot of money!!  And how do you figure you get your money's worth on that one?  If she didn't die would that have been a "waste"?  Yeah, that's crazy talk and I knew it...but after all, we constantly have money problems so just plunking down the card and saying "FTS, I'm going" was hard...also because to be that resolved meant accepting the possibility that she was going to die up front...the whole thing took a lot.  But wow, what a good decision!  Getting on the plane w/o further consultation, activated my older brother into believing it was that bad, and allowed us all to get there together in the same frame of mind.  We were there, together, with our mother and saw her through what was probably one of the worst days of her life.  I'm really sorry it had to be that bad, but she was always a fighter and she just fought right up until the end.  Now she's gone and we were there to see her go, as sad as that is, it's also what I wish for everyone.  Standing there with my brothers, together again, united in our wish that our mother be spared the suffering...yes, that was one helluva good decision.