Something happened recently that helped to, once again, put things in perspective for me. Without going into any details, suffice it to say that once again at a time where I was becoming swamped with/at work and feeling guilt at my inability to provide enough quality time for my family, this 'something' that occured shook me out of my self absorption enough to realize a couple things:
a) I have it pretty damn good;
b) It wouldn't take much for things to change drastically and, as such, it's best to appreciate each moment as it comes to its fullest, and;
c) Sometimes, the best cure for what ails ya is a good friend and, if not readily available, a good reminder -- in this case I chose Alden Nowlan (missing you to cm)
It will be an early night tonight. Sweetest of dreams to all!
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Please send Nowlan Poem as am needing moral support. I do hope you mean me... since I don't remember who else was interested in NB poets amongst the Ontari-scario contingent.
Will try to email later, as am wiped out from races and flights and trying to decide if I am comfortable deciding to be single again. Working out the lint from between my ears and still finding more lint. Wish you were here. Wish I were there. Wish I could remember which life it is I am living this week. Hope i don't bore your other readers all to pezz-brained death.
xxxxx
If Nowlan wrote a poem called Epiphany, I don't remember it.
boo hoo.
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