* The memory of my Dad giving me a package of Voortman Strawberry Turnovers the day he dropped me off at university.
* The v-neck long sleeved grey shirt from Cotton Ginny that my younger brother gave to me for my birthday about 5 years ago.
* The vow my middle brother made to protect me from my ex husband when I first threw him out.
* The fact that my cat is 13 years old.
* The thought I may never give birth.
* The last picture of my Mom before she died. It was taken on Valentine's Day 1984. She passed away 6 days later.
* Old people walking down the street by themselves.
* My friend who was in a car accident 3 years ago who recently suffered another head injury and is now unable to stop stuttering.
* Brace for Impact: The Story of Flight 1549. I just finished watching it today. It took me since January to get through the whole documentary.
* Haiti
* The Middle East
* Africa
* The homeless guy who uses the tunnel between the Eglinton subway stop and my office building.
And about a million other things that run through my mind daily. It's no wonder I have panic attacks at night.
Epilogue aka DONE
15 years ago
No doubt there's a lot of shit out there, but there's a lot of good too.
ReplyDeleteMaybe focus on the latter for a while. It doesn't make the shit go away, or make your forget about it, but at least it doesn't become all consuming.