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Our Questions Today:
When did something start out badly for you but in the end, it was great?
What do you think you are much better at than you actually are? Maybe this one’s kinda mean…thoughts?
What would be the worst thing to hear as you are going under anesthesia before surgery?
What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I feel like I’m “old” already, but I’m only 53, so I guess I still have a little ways to go before I’m really “old”. I don’t have any grandchildren and my children don’t really ask me to tell them stories anymore. They’ve pretty much heard them all already, those that I could remember. Their daddy is the master storyteller, so they usually go to him for stories.
The relationship between David and me started out badly, but after that initial hurdle, it has been fine. Not perfect, but fine. We are human, after all, and sometimes hurt people when we aren’t meaning to do that at all.
I don’t think that I’m better at anything than I actually am. I generally have low self-esteem and zero self-confidence. I don’t feel like I’m particularly good at anything.
“This one’s husband said not to resuscitate her if she codes.” That would be a pretty bad thing to hear. One of the worst things that I’ve heard coming out of surgery was after our baby girl Dorian was stillborn. I got infected and had to have a D&C. As I was waking up, I was bawling my eyes out. Cry face and all that. The recovery room nurses were making fun of me, laughing, and saying, “Look at that face!” They did not win any brownie points for the medical community that day!
Our kids and David put a smile on my face every day and often make me laugh. Tiglet and the Soot Sprites make me laugh with their rough and tumble wrestling matches and attempts at tree climbing. I appreciate Martha’s ability to curl up most anywhere and fall asleep for hours. Petra makes me laugh because of the way she sits and stares at me until I give her a snack. She thinks I’m the snack lady.
“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.” —Jane Howard
And those listed above are mine. 🙂 Who makes up your tribe?
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