With the medical mishugas going on in my life right now, I had to take a breath, grab a bite to eat, and re-group. This is a post for me.
It is the day of my nativity. Not that I was born in a manger, found in a basket in the bullrushes, or born in a trunk in the Princess Theater in Pocatello, Idaho. Still it used to be something to celebrate with a nice meal, friends, drinks and lots of laughs.
And now, even with all the craziness my life has become I find myself on the receiving end of friendly wishes and generosity. Yes, warm wishes and even gifts.
I have received gifts; 2 anonymously and one from a frequent visitor who didn’t give permission to thank them publicly. A gift card email arrived from Peter in Holland, as did 2 others in today’s post - again anonymously (cards unsigned, no return address) - these for local restaurants.
I don’t know exactly how to express what I feel right now and maybe with all the drugs and junk in my system that’s a good thing. I can only say that I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the thoughts and care brought into my life today.
Being alone is an OK thing. Being lonely is a relatively new feeling and much harder to handle. All I can say is that you make life less lonely.
Even though it is “strongly suggested” that I not imbibe, I am going to have myself the biggest, bad-assed Manhattan - Up, of course - the world has ever seen as soon as I post this.
And just in case you’re wondering; I would like to be where THIS is happening - RIGHT NOW!
And so it goes.