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2003-09-15 8:49 p.m.
When my mind starts to spin or my thoughts flood over the shallow sides of my brain I try to catch myself and ask the simple question, "How is this moment, the one I am in right now?" Right now I am in Santa Cruz, I can hear a fountain. It is a heavy indian summer day in this city by the sea. I thrive in the heat, so I smile. I have two healthy legs and two healthy arms and so many other healthy body parts that I would just waste my whole day listing them. I have a little red car that is paid for and works more often than not—and I have the skill to fix the little car when it breaks! I have friends. I have family. I have faith. With the exception of my lower back—still dominated by persistent pain—I feel amazing. If you ask me, this moment seems pretty good.
I asked Boris to come away from the table to talk with me for a minute. I told him to pretend I was a girl: I was not being logical and all I needed was him to talk with me for a few minutes. He did, and I felt much better. I am trying to forgive myself when I feel down—I can't expect myself to always be chipper. Forgiving myself means accepting those moments for what they are and not feeling guilty about asking for help. Ah, so many lessons to learn. PREVIOUS ENTRY - NEXT ENTRY |