I expect a lot of myself and I don’t often ask for help. I need to.
Earlier this week, I posted this on my facebook page.
Floaties, Waterwings?
And then I realized, I have waterwings. They are all around me.
My husband Ben.
My friends, my teammates, my sister, my family.
I have waterwings, and they are already inflated – I just have to reach out for them. They are there to support me, to hold me up, to keep me from sinking, but I have to pull them on and trust them in order to receive benefit.
On Thursday morning, before I left for Maryland, I went into Sunnyside. Gary was there. He was smiling and laughing and told me some funny story that I don’t even remember.
But I remember it made me laugh. For the 5 minutes I shared with Gary, I forgot about everything else in the world. I forgot about the little stuff. I forgot about the stuff that doesn’t matter. I forgot about being overwhelmed.
I just stood there, laughing. Laughing with a man who inspires me.
Inspires me to patient and compassionate and unselfish.
Inspires me to be conscious and grateful and appreciative.
Inspires me to live life giving everything I have.
Gary, thank you for making me laugh.
And Ben, thank you for reminding me to reach for my waterwings.
3 comments:
Hi, Serena -
Laughter. Isn't it the most. Susan recently mentioned that I have my sense of humor back after I started Chemo. In some obscure way this is crazy funny. Two ways to look at it. Smiling is always easier. I dig myself a dark hole everyday and then think of myself as a really bad Hallmark Card copy writer. My card would say "Life Is To Short". Or something like that. Live it up. Cheers.
You wrote this in an email to me and I almost quoted you on it on my FB page! Love it :)
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