The Shape of Things
/Michelle had surgery on her right foot last week and I must have made a million and one comments about how I would have to care for her afterward. My comments were said in jest however, there is a grain of truth in every joke.
I shared my annoyances with her and anyone else who'd listen up to the day of her surgery; missing work, the distance to the surgical center, and the time of the surgery. The truth about some things is that you never get them back and retrospect makes for weak religion. As I sat waiting for her to come out and into the recovery room I thought about what it would mean facing life without her and everything she means. I straightened up quickly; cooking three meals, drives to the pharmacist, marching up and down the stairs waiting on her hand and foot.
"Waiting on her hand and FOOT," see what I did there?
If you want to be loved, be lovable.
Life taught me to see the best in people, and it’s driven me mental when people saw the worst in me. Would rather life said, show them the best in themselves because they forget that as well. Self-improvement is a two-way street.
There’s a math to moving forward but the geometry (the mathematics of lines, shapes, and angles) always gets us down.
Of Lines
I'm a Virgo on the Cusp of Libra, and believe everything you hear about Virgo's - We are exacting and believe we alone control our lives by developing routines, plans, systems, schedules, and structure. The truth is, there is much we do not control.
Life is a shaky, uncontrolled line.
I remain,