attribution to my friend Susan,
from whom I take far too many of her Facebook gems
I have not had an easy time of it.
I've been pushing through it.
Today, I say
A clear X Ray
How the heck long does it take to finally GET IT that life is unpredictable? That what is so one day may not be so the next? Maybe I like predictability and maybe a boat in harbor is safe. But what do I lose when I accept that I know nothing beyond the moment I live in?And that means if I can only trust myself in the moments I live, I might as well trust what will be and trust too that I will handle what will be.
Three days ago my Mother woke up with her trademark humor. After a solid month of sleeping twenty three plus hours a day and eating next to nothing, yesterday she was dressed and today she gaining strength. Now I'm not saying I know about tomorrow, and that's my point. But earlier this week I was preparing to say goodbye and tonight I am saying, "Mom eat your pizza."
And pneumonia. I have not been sick for an extended time like this for many years. I've worried and I've dragged myself through one day and then another. This morning I had a chest x-ray and saw a doctor who confirmed that I will not relapse if I push myself. Good. I'm ready to push. But guess what? In the last three miserable weeks I have written the two most pivotal chapters of my book. It is coming together: three years of angst and juggling and it is now coming together.
The thing about a ship in harbor being safe. Yes. But it doesn't see anything....
With so much love to my friends and visitors here. Thank you.