Still thinking but distracted. A insignificant bit of resentment bubbles up.
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Friday, November 22, 2013
I Lost my Toenail
Surprisingly it didn't hurt as the nail was pulled back from the bed. The nail had already been separated from the bed for a while. This happened after a Big Sur backpacking trip. I think the strain of the hike caused pressure on the nail.
Hopefully it grows back soon. I'll miss it while it's gone. And pedicures. And open-toed shoes.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
The Way Things Ought to Be
Had a conversation with a friend today that made me think, it's ok not to live every day like you're out to change the world. That's too ambitious.
And be grateful. Always be grateful. The power went out for a few minutes in my neighborhood earlier, and the minor inconvenience had me thinking about how terribly intolerable the entire situation was becoming as more time passed.
Living too well these days.
Live your life in a way that is bigger than yourself.
And be grateful. Always be grateful. The power went out for a few minutes in my neighborhood earlier, and the minor inconvenience had me thinking about how terribly intolerable the entire situation was becoming as more time passed.
Living too well these days.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
It Can Move Mountains
I was talking with my Dad today and he nonchalantly mentioned that he was taking my mom to the doctor on Thursday. I remembered she had visited the doctor earlier this month...
Me: Why is Mom going to the doctor?
Dad: *Long pause* [My dad never pauses when talking] Well, your mom told me not to tell you, but she's going to have surgery to get a growth removed.
Me: WHAT
Dad: The doctor said it's benign but they want to take preventative measures so that it doesn't become something more.
So there it is. Moms don a cape and become superheroes. My mom didn't want us to know this was going on because she didn't want me and my sister to be worried. The selflessness of it makes me want to cry. Even as grown adults we are continually shielded with love and giving. I also thought about my coworker, who relentlessly is helping her son with ADHD plan his next steps for college, even as he lashes out at her with frustration. The giving - it's unconditional and pure and the most infinite there is.
If I could wrap my mom up and protect her with an unbreakable shield so that nothing could ever harm her, it might start to resemble the cocoon of love she's built for us.
Me: Why is Mom going to the doctor?
Dad: *Long pause* [My dad never pauses when talking] Well, your mom told me not to tell you, but she's going to have surgery to get a growth removed.
Me: WHAT
Dad: The doctor said it's benign but they want to take preventative measures so that it doesn't become something more.
So there it is. Moms don a cape and become superheroes. My mom didn't want us to know this was going on because she didn't want me and my sister to be worried. The selflessness of it makes me want to cry. Even as grown adults we are continually shielded with love and giving. I also thought about my coworker, who relentlessly is helping her son with ADHD plan his next steps for college, even as he lashes out at her with frustration. The giving - it's unconditional and pure and the most infinite there is.
If I could wrap my mom up and protect her with an unbreakable shield so that nothing could ever harm her, it might start to resemble the cocoon of love she's built for us.
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