Why Won’t You Go With Me?
One of my favorite songs happened to shuffle up on my playlist. “Hole in the wall” made me think about a fun and wild time over 30 years ago.
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Maybe This is What Seeing Clearly Really Means
This past week I edited an article I co-wrote after we received “conditional approval”. I thought I needed just a couple of hours – 4 hours max. I started at 6pm and it took me 12 hours to complete the edits!
I lost track of time. Has that ever happened to you? Wow, I have never pulled an all-nighter, except maybe during pledging, but that was years ago.
By the time I finished getting ready and was on my way to work I noticed something was not right.
My eyes were red, painful, teary and I could barely see to drive. I had to email my students and department chair, let my classes go and then drive back home. (I should have called Uber.)
Clearer
I’ve never prayed that much while on the road (unless you count the time we were coming home on an icy highway, from our honeymoon and I mistakenly grabbed the steering wheel & put us into a tailspin, but that was a long time ago). Why did I go to school nearly unable to see? (I won’t be impatient the next time someone drives slowly in front of me).
I finally made it home and depended on the kindness of my bffs to get to urgent care, pick up meds and get back home. Things were taken care of and by the next morning I could see clearly.
I’ve only been in that much pain when I kept my contacts in too long years ago. That time I had to have my eyes bandaged for 2 days. We were traveling to Arkansas and I remember Edward guiding me around. Somehow I kept bumping into things. It was not a good experience. This too was not a good experience. But with everything there are lessons learned. Some are above in parentheses and here are a few more:
- I do put my hand in my eyes too frequently. I can’t do that anymore!
- I’ve got to take it easy and as Edward says “Take care of myself.” (I evidently don’t know what that means because I thought that was what I was doing, but I guess not.)
- I’m just thinking again about being thankful. Sometimes I think I really don’t understand how much I should be thankful for even basic things.
What Counts?
All I could do was lay down, rest and pray. I don’t know what the lesson was other than the items above and to slow my roll. But is my being quieter, less rushed, more pensive really the lesson? How will I know?
I know things will work out. I don’t know exactly how, but I have faith that things will and not in a Pollyanna way.
I didn’t do a post last week. I’m glad I am back!
Love you all,
Dr. Harriette
This Might Make You Not Skip Your Class Reunion!
Yes, there were at least 10 things I learned at my husband‘s 50th high school reunion:
1. I tried to look good, just for my own peace of mind. (See last week’s thoughts here.) Read More