Saturday, November 5, 2016

Perspective is reality

Friends. It has been a very, very challenging week. Many intense days. Many intense moments.

*I am juggling new responsibilities at work which requires careful consideration and great wisdom. I'm not sure I've had all the right wisdom.

*Someone whom I have greatly admired as a writer has really let me down this week. It was like a sucker punch to see some of things she said.

This evening, just when I thought I could not actually physically proceed any further... Not really an exaggeration. I honestly had to really concentrate on what people were saying for my brain to follow through... And even then....

Just when I was going to sit down and give up. I received the sad news that my friend had unexpectedly passed away today.

Suddenly, I didn't think too harshly of my performance this week. Suddenly, I was not tired anymore. Suddenly, I could embrace finding a new mentor. Suddenly.

My perspective switched gears. As I looked back on the week, I saw the highlights. I had THREE nights at home with my family which included, watching Big Hero 5 waddle the neighborhood which was hilarious. I saw an older brother show great compassion in waiting at each house for said hero guy to catch up, despite his best friend joining up with us, but constantly running ahead. More than once this week, someone encouraged me through touch. As much as I love words, sometimes, they are simply not necessary. Sometimes just a quick squeeze stimulates the parasympathetic system and that's all you need. Good things were still all around me.

I'm thinking of my sweet friend in heaven... I'm thinking that each day and year that passes finds me with one more person waiting on that swing under the tree. I hope it's big enough. And, friends, be assured if I should arrive before you, I'll definitely be waiting, anxiously, to see your face once again.

PS - My friend was always encouraging me to wear red lipstick. She was certain I could pull it off. She also raved about me having dark hair. So, for you, sweet friend... I'm going to do it.

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