It's a Day

It is one of those days.  You know, the one where you wake up from a nice, warm sleep and even before you stretch, you discover for some reason or another (like two of your dogs got out because somehow for the second day in a row the front gate which nobody has gone out of in a week was open) so you have to jump up, grab whatever clothes are nearby, put on your shoes while running through the house so you can get in the cold car and go do whatever it was that caused you to get up so abruptly (like go and find the two dogs).  

AND . . . I not only did not brush my teeth before exiting the house but I forgot to pee.

Now you know what I'm talking about?  Yea, that kind of day.

Then the hubby called while I am out looking for them, with my window down so I can hear them if they bark (and it is 45 degrees out and the heater makes too much noise to have it on so I'm really cold), to let me know he has to call off his search and rescue to get back to the house to get the daughter's 1988 Mercury Marquis station wagon running so she can get to school on time, and he has to get ready for work.

AND . . . I still have to pee.

A few minutes later my phone rings again.  It's hubby, saying the daughter found the dogs just a few blocks from the house on her way to school in the now running Marquis.  Whew!  I dash home, run to the bathroom, and tell myself, as I am finally peeing, "NO!  Please!  It's not too late!  I don't want to be crabby!!"

But I am.

Poop.

I tell myself, "Get out of it!  Quick!  You don't have to stay here!  It's a beautiful sunny fall day!"

That's it!  I'll take the good doggie, the one that did not escape for the umpteenth time, for a walk.  She needs it.  I need it.   She has a skittish, nervous, curious, excited personality, so it is a challenge to walk her, but finally, after 30 minutes of a brisk north wind hitting our faces, we achieve success and she prances easily by my side.

But it didn't work.  I get back to the house and am still crabby.  Even worse, I'm feeling pitiful.  I look at the dogs, they look at me, and I say, "Yea.  Don't run away when the gate is open.  Damn it.   YOU are my best friends.  No body calls me any more.  Poor me."  Holy crap I'm REALLY pitiful AND I know it!

Just then a call comes over on Skype.  It's my Auntie Bonnie and Uncle Bruce.  I almost cry I am so happy to see and hear them.  We chit chat about family, discover that Madison (my bonus daughter) and Tonya (their daughter) share the same birthday (today), and laugh about the antics of the younger kids who we are blessed to have in our family.  Then their phone rings, Auntie Bonnie answers it, and Uncle Bruce looks over towards where she is.  I can't see or hear her, but I can tell something is up with the phone call.  Uncle Bruce asks me if he can call me back.  I say, "Sure."

A few minutes late Skype rings and it's Uncle Bruce.  He looks concerned.  He says, "That was your mother.   Aunt Pat just called her and her granddaughter Ashley, Nadine's girl, I think she is 20 something, is in the hospital being operated on right now.  She has leukemia."

Ahem.

Pity party gone.  Evaporated.  Poof. 

You know, it is okay to feel down in the dumps once in a while.  If we all were flying high all the time, well, we wouldn't know it now, would we?  We'd have nothing to gauge anything by. 

Please say a prayer for my second cousin, Ashley, to be whole and healthy.  I know I am.

 

Comments

[anita]

Thank you Sandy and Connie for your prayers - they are powerful. And Sandy, it is truly amazing how quickly we can have a paradigm shift. And remember, it really is not only okay, but necessary and good to have a "step back" once in a while. Our goal is to continue to learn and move forward, up and out of the pity party. Love you!

[Sandy]

Anita, it took my fingers on the keys of my laptop about 2 minutes to start typing. My eyes are closed, yet filled with tears as I search for words of comfort. Nothing seems to fit the feelings I am feeling. My heart swells with an aching need to hug for all in this sphere. I will continue to pray for Ashley. I will also keep in perspective the days when I feel ugh or crabby, quickly remembering this day of enlightenment.

Thank you for sharing and please keep me posted on Ashley.

[connie]

Prayer said and sending positive vibes your way! <3