Quote of the Day: The difference between the impossible and the possible lies in a person’s determination. Tommy Lasorda
From Waking the Warrior Goddess: Keep your body-fat percentage low
I wanted to talk a little about chemo brain because it is such a big deal when all your faculties are not fully functional. I was so foggy from days 2-5 last week, and this week I can feel my head become clearer each day and moving up to my usual speed at multi-tasking. Perhaps I’m fooling myself that I’m close. I drove into the parking lot at Smith’s Fresh Market today and saw a parking spot that required me to swing wide and in to it. Right then a cute, young girl started to walk so I hurried into the space so she could then get by. Big mistake, instead of really watching the car next to me I slightly rubbed against the car above the back left wheel. The girl turned around because it must have sounded louder to her being outside the car and then walked to the store and turned around again to watch me. I’m sure she wanted to see if I would just ignore it or take responsibility for my actions, which really I appreciate and think is part of our civic duty to be aware of what’s going on around us.
I got out of the car and examined where I might have make contact. The car was black, covered w/ salt and winter road dirt but as I rubbed a little, it seemed that there was just a small part of paint missing. No dents which really relieved me. I started to write a note saying how terribly sorry I was, left my telephone # and was about to grab my purse and the owner of the car walked up. I’m so glad that I was able to tell him in person how sorry I was. He was about 27, very handsome and so… nice! I explained the story and we looked at his car. I think when you see that someone really feels badly for what they’ve done you’re more likely to be forgiving. I gave him the paper, he said he’d call if he wants me to pay for any of it and we parted w/ him saying “Have a nice day!” I’m sure I didn’t deserve that! Maybe he thought about his own Mom in this situation and how she’d feel, I certainly thought of my boys and how they better be as forgiving and kind when they have the chance to.
As a drove up my street today, I saw a hawk fly over. Maggie and I have been waiting for the Cooper’s Hawks to return. Then we’ll really know Spring is here. I lie not, the last day we saw the Copper’s Hawks in our yard was the day Taylor left for the MTC – August 18, 2010. We are certain they have been wintering in Guatemala.
We skyped w/ Alex on Sunday afternoon and he said something that intrigued me. Alex is doing a semester abroad in Denmark. He has been reading the book Blink by Malcolm Gladstone. We are both big fans of Malcolm Gladstone and his writings. There is a part that says that if you went into someone’s room, or perhaps home, and searched around, you could learn more about them in 10 minutes than most of their family members knew. Alex brought this up because on skype he looked like he was living in a cell. One light bulb hanging from the ceiling and bare white walls behind him. He said that the only thing anyone could find out about him was that he was a slob, since his clothes were on the ground but no other information would be discernible. I just hope they’re feeding him. But about Gladstone’s point, I remember reading something else that said that most of us don’t really know the dreams and aspirations of those who we should be closest too, for example, our spouses, children, parents, in-laws and really I think, it’s true. We certainly never really ask, our days are packed w/ pressing busy-ness and unless we live in a family where those things are shared openly, often, we may just operate on this level of ,certainly not intimacy and unfortunately, distance. How sad, I don’t want to pass away with my children and grandchildren never knowing what my dreams and aspirations are.
I owe so much to everyone. Yesterday, I woke up dreaming of how comforting chicken-noodle soup would taste and sure enough, Michele Rossiter brought by soup and little loaves of cornbread. It was fabulous. Jennifer Merkley stopped by for a visit- she was diagnosed w/ Triple-Negative a year ago. I will save her visit blog for another day- very insightful and informative. Michelle Davidson made this delicious grain bread on Sunday night. Donna Pizza stopped by w/ steel-cut oatmeal, which I love and last night at dinner time, Julie Glenn called to say she was bringing dinner over. She then quickly called back and said “Oh, I was suppose to bring in June, not March”. Joe advised her to bring over since she had made it and forget about June! Julie- so spunky and cute- thank you for a delicious dinner!
Alex, getting ready to wake board on Jackson Lake Summer 2010 Alex, in red coat, Denmark Group, Study Abroad, Business School January to June 2011
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