Tuesday, April 18, 2017

The Silver Lining in the Lemonade

One of my favorite bookstore customers called today. She has some romance books on hold, and will be coming in tomorrow to pick them up. She told me that she had been going through some tough stuff; real emotional stuff and that she had to do a lot of praying. I was struck by her recent plight. This sweet woman is always so full of joy. Last month she gave us all chocolates. I decided she needed something beside books. I walked over the our box of stuffed animals, reached towards the bottom, and got the last little plush hamster. He's portable, requires no feeding (no messy clean-up), and he's 100 percent lovable. He'll be on the hold shelf with her romance novels, ready to be loved.

Later in the afternoon I received a text from a friend, stating how life really sucks sometimes. First off, I immediately agreed, and then I asked her if she was okay. It's important to listen when someone reaches out, across miles by text or call. My friend's husband has been battling brain cancer for some years now, and his most recent treatments have not produced the results that they had hoped for, being tumor shrinkage, of course. Hope. Sometimes it's the most important element in treating the sick and needy and even then it is often not enough. I sent her all I could.

I am going through a pretty big life change at the moment myself, but my little crisis does not compare to trying to shrink brain tumors, or being so distraught that I had to pray my way through it. I'm currently looking for a living space for myself and my son and once that is found, the path that I find myself on will not be quite as bumpy as it's been for the last week. Well, let's be honest, it's been a bumpy ride for a while now, but this change is a chance for me to feel more like myself again. I've been a pale impostor of myself for too long now, so a little bit of a suffering and a spoonful of sugar, and we'll all be spit-spot; good as new.


I'm always looking for the silver lining in the lemonade, and I keep getting glimmers. Whether I'm watching the hummingbird fledgling or spotting a double rainbow, as I did today, I keep my eyes open for those special moments. My son fills my life with special moments, but when he is not around, I need to be mindful of the inherent beauty within life's own tragic path. We all know where this road ends, so we might as well enjoy the ride to the best of our ability, and help others when we can, so all of us can ride a little more smoothly on this crazy journey we're on. Capiche?

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Waiting for Godot

I suppose that I myself, have been have been waiting for Godot much too long now. I mean...it should have dawned on me years ago, but I've always been a bit slow on the uptake though.

Shakes head and then looks to the grey sky above. Exit stage left.