As I felt the effects of morphine coursing into my bruised arm I listened to the horrifying crackling breath of the old woman dying just on the side of the curtain. It is times like this I am reminded of how little of life we actually control. Just a year ago I was mostly content,all things considered, teaching small children about a just and loving God every Sunday. My Sundays are now spent bitterly wondering if God is having a good laugh at my expense.
I always secretly believed that if I were the best person I could possibly be that things would right themselves in time. Then I reached bottom. Hey, it can only get better from here, right? The trouble, I think, is life is in fact bottomless.
I am home now, sitting in my reading chair, watching the trashcan in the kitchen. I had tried to empty it since it has been a week I have been in the medical hoosegow, but I m not yet strong enough to lift it out of the can. I did what any sendible person would do and kicked the shit out of the can. The horrid contents scattered across the floor and I began putting them back into the can when an idea came tto o mind. I filled seven grocery bags with trash and tied them together, pitching them over the balcony before taking them to the dumpster.
Life lessons for the day. You may not be wise enough to understand why life is the way it is, but there will always be evidence that you dont have it so bad. Sometimes you wont be strong enough to take out your trash all at once. Sometimes you gotta take it out one grocery sack at a time.
What has this week taught you?
I always secretly believed that if I were the best person I could possibly be that things would right themselves in time. Then I reached bottom. Hey, it can only get better from here, right? The trouble, I think, is life is in fact bottomless.
I am home now, sitting in my reading chair, watching the trashcan in the kitchen. I had tried to empty it since it has been a week I have been in the medical hoosegow, but I m not yet strong enough to lift it out of the can. I did what any sendible person would do and kicked the shit out of the can. The horrid contents scattered across the floor and I began putting them back into the can when an idea came tto o mind. I filled seven grocery bags with trash and tied them together, pitching them over the balcony before taking them to the dumpster.
Life lessons for the day. You may not be wise enough to understand why life is the way it is, but there will always be evidence that you dont have it so bad. Sometimes you wont be strong enough to take out your trash all at once. Sometimes you gotta take it out one grocery sack at a time.
What has this week taught you?