Do you have to lose to truly gain?

"Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Til it's gone.
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot"

Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi.

This is something I've pondered on and off for years - do you really only appreciate what you've got when you've either lost it or had to fight hard for it? Can you truly appreciate something without having to suffer for it?

My ponderings have really come to a head after a few things - some have been kid related as usual but the other thought developers have come from a particularly interesting sermon at church recently and closely followed by a religious radio program where, on this occasion, they interviewed the Dean of Christchurch Cathedral here in New Zealand.

I know we have a few overseas readers here so a very quick re-cap - Christchurch has been hit by 3 massive earthquakes since Sept last year.There has been huge devastation, lives lost in the Feb quake, the centre of the city largely destroyed as well as whole suburbs. In the Feb quake his Cathedral was significantly damaged - to the point of almost certainly needing demolition and rebuilding. This is a historic, beautiful building in the heart of the city and one of the city's iconic emblems, the spirit of Christchurch some would say. In the recent June quake it was further damaged and one of the few remaining pieces they had hoped to take and incorporate in a new building, the rose window, fell and was destroyed.

The Dean's interview was all about what he believed in, trusted in and as inevitably would emerge - Where is God in the earthquakes. His simple but profound response was - In the People.
How they behaved, reacted, helped and supported each other, with the love and growth which was going on through such despair.

The sermon earlier the same morning started off on a much wider premise - looking at the change in wording in many of the parts of the Mass we say. One of these was where we now say Jesus went to Hell - and then the prayer carries on. But the part that caught me was the slant on Jesus going to Hell, that he has suffered too, and although suffering would be much better if it didn't happen at all there is something to gain, growth of some kind and that although it can be Hell Jesus has been there too.
My mind, and I don't know if it was intended by Fr James or not, went to the expression of 'going to Hell and back', that God has been there, is there, and can be there with us.
I know that often on a Sunday, my simple prayer is for the strength and guidance and courage to get through whatever the next week throws at me. Some weeks I know roughly what that is with the stack of appointments up ahead of us, other weeks I have no idea at all but can feel that I'm running low within myself and need that extra support, boosting hand to get up and just keep on going.

Now, neither of the clergy said that it was good to suffer, simply that it is a fact of life. Neither of them said that good always come from the suffering either - that'd be a major switch off point for me because I can't see any good from a number of situations I can think of.
But they did say good, growth, new learning and development can come from the suffering.

And that got me wondering if, in fact, we really only truly appreciate things when either we've had to fight incredibly hard for them or lost them, possibly lost and re-gained.

In a big picture look I'm sure I don't truly appreciate the ability to do largely as I want as I would do if I had been in a war-torn country, dictatorship etc.
Closer to home I'm sure I don't really appreciate the fact that clean water will easily come from the tap when I turn it on, that I flick on a light switch and expect power, that I don't think twice about flushing the toilet.

I know every parent cheers on their children's new milestones, especially their gross motor ones - but would I still have etched in my mind's eye W's first staggery crawling and walking efforts if he hadn't had to battle so hard to achieve that? N and T didn't have to work so hard for that one and I can't remember exactly where they were when they started but I can with W. Part of that is first child syndrome - but a large part is the battle, the hard work and constant practice we both did to get him there.

I know every parent worries when their child is sick - but would I appreciate seeing a kid literally bouncing around with energy and health the way I do if T hadn't have been so lacking so often for so long?
The wonderous event when 'it's just a cold' actually is just a cold not leading into croup, ear infections, antibiotics, reflux flares, decreased eating, weight loss and then literally months to claw your way back to where they were before the 'cold'?

Tonight was a milestone which I know many other parents out there take for granted but it has been hard fought and so rarely experienced - both T and N left empty plates! They both only had 100g of dinner so nowhere near enough to actually live on but it is incredibly rare to have a meal where everyone finishes!
Needless to say I'll be making that dinner again.

Simply watching T eat a dinner like tonight's is still something I get simple pleasure from - it is only a few months ago when we were looking at the distinct possibility that he wasn't going to be able to eat solid food for a considerable length of time. Certainly I didn't appreciate the importance of solid food and all it's calories, energy, health and strength giving abilities until I was constantly locked in a battle to keep weight on T on tube feeds and soft/purees only. Never before have I appreciated the wonders of a child eating a fish finger!

So did it have to take losing these things, having to work way too hard for these things, to truly appreciate them? Are there little 'blessings' (for lack of a better word) in our everyday lives we'd never properly appreciate until they were threatened or we actually lose them?

I don't know.

I know that so much of my life is spend in filling in deficits for the kids, by necessity seeing what is wrong, that it has to be good to stop, smell the flowers and see what is right, what they can do and what they do have on occasions. To enjoy paradise before they put up a parking lot as per the song snippet at the start.

As for what good has come from any of these experiences, these losses or threatened losses - that's definitely a matter for another post. I know I have gained and grown and that in many many ways the boys would not necessarily be the people they are if they hadn't had these experiences either but I also wish with every fibre in my being that many of them had never happened to.

Do we need to lose something to truly appreciate it?
I don't know.
I'd hope not but suspect it's true in many areas.
Let's all try to take a moment to enjoy the odd corners of paradise before it's paved.

"Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Til it's gone.
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot"

Joni Mitchell - Big Yellow Taxi.