I've truthfully learned so much. So much in fact, I'm going to dedicated a whole post to rambling about what I've learned in this little challenge I put myself up to. I'm glad I did it. I'm losing my mind a little too. Like all good things that bring about growth and change, it has been a journey.
Today's prompt is your take on be ridiculous.
The funny thing is, if you think about it...we are all dying.
Not that dying is funny and not that I am or anything, but I'm approaching health related fear with a healthy (if ridiculous) new sense of maybe not appropriate humor.
Because I've tried other ways and as I grow as a mother, a person, a daughter, a wife, a girl, a woman, I realize I must separate my body from my soul more. And yet encourage the vessel that is my body with the spirit of a clueless cheerleader; who sees the triumph in being in a football game down 38 to 3 with two minutes left in the fourth quarter.
Two years ago when I had a horrible swallowing study test done at the National Institute Of Health and I was literally knocked off my feet with the news of the results, Rory made me laugh, smile and cry in a minute I felt was one of my lowest. We had a moment alone in the hallway and he took my hand, looked right at me and said "You have a beautiful skull."
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