February 11, 2011
The Good: What made me smile...?
The Good: What made me smile...?
A man calling a woman “Mon Petit Cornichon” – it’s not the same calling someone “My Little Pickle” in English... actually, now that I’m writing this I kind of like both.
Movie preview where you see the little Gnome from behind running through the yard in his sumo wrestling ensemble
Running through the halls of my apartment building wearing something somewhat embarrassing, I hope I don't get caught while dumping my trash... As I was heading back, I heard the “ding” of the elevator, my heart started to race, not enough seconds to take one and glance back, I bolted which can be challenging wearing slipper boots, grabbing the doorknob I slipped in just in time, but then I stubbed my toe in all the excitement, clearly it would have been easier to just change my freakin clothes!
The Bad: I’m on an emergency waiting list for overnight surgery, have been since Monday. It feels like a game show where each Day represents a Door you can open, and on the other side is either nothing or a surgeon holding a knife, and surprisingly, I’m hoping for the Day/ Door with the knife.
The What the ??: I never quite understood why they refer to Cancer as a “Journey”, probably because I’ve always associated a “Journey” as being something good, something I choose to take or go on.
I guess the point is that life if full of “Journey’s” and that doesn’t necessarily mean a smooth one...
I can’t guarantee I won’t cringe the next time someone says “Good Luck On Your Journey” but I will think of it in a different light, and look forward to the end... must remember to check my ticket to see when my flight home is booked from my “Moonstone Journey” J
Lessons Learned: It’s very difficult to let go of being in control of my body, and I know I have to, and I’m struggling with that...
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