Roller Coaster
I grabbed the mail Saturday and found a postcard from our local humane society. Dear Kathleen had made a donation as a memorial to Dickens, the poor old fellow we had to put to sleep recently. I was terrifically moved by her thoughtful gesture and it started me thinking how fortunate I am to know such fine, good people–Kathleen, Peter, Owen, Debra, Ben, Beth…
I also appreciate the support and comments from Norm, a reader of this blog who is going through major life changes and would like to kick his smoking habit–when he’s ready. Norm’s an addiction counselor and music aficionado in Ontario who hosts his own blog, Constant Change Is the Norm. Visit his blog–I think you’ll be encouraged to learn more about the honest and thoughtful way Norm is approaching transitions in his life.
No more Ms. Goody Two Shoes
OK–today my glass is half empty, blast it. April 11–and the snow is flying fiercely here in wondrous Wisconsin. Life’s more stressful than not–which is typical. Have I mentioned that one of my daughters is living with us with her absolutely perfect little baby? Can I say work’s a little stressful right now on a blog that is written under the auspices of my job? I can’t find time and courage (a long story) to be making art–which I desperately want and need to be doing. I wish I could get my depression under control. I wish I had more time.
Depressed, Stressed and Digressed
I’m puffing away on more than one cigarette a day–mostly two, rarely three. I can’t seem to get my focus back. I don’t want to smoke.
April 12th, 2007 09:27
I’m glad you’re surrounded by such good people; it pays to reflect on that from time to time. And thank you for your kind comments. Yes, life certainly gets interesting sometimes. Sort of like juggling, while answering 3 phone lines, painting a room and dancing in a room full of long tailed cats.
Take your final statement and play it through to the end.’I don’t want to smoke’ becomes I wish to be a non-smoker. I want to be compliant with my wishes which are in my best interests. I would like to stop thinking of myself in terms of smoking/non-smoking. I would like to be healthy. I don’t want ’smoking’ to in any way define me. Pick a mantra.
Take a step back and you’ll see your glass is way more than half-full; it’s brimming. Cheers!