Yesterday’s post that is. I remember it vaguely. A lamentation at 4 am edit ed 12 hours later. That was the photo I used. Think I mentioned talking to S. Who turns out had v cancer surgery a couple of weeks ago
But I found it on September 9 so I just legitimately skipped the 10th, looks like. There’s the chaos I mentioned yesterday Memory just can’t hold onto things where it used to particularly with the modicum of grief driven depression that has been dropped into it lately. The trick is to bear it and not get irritable.
Last appointment With LCSW E This morning we were done in half an hour after we talked about my daughter‘s cancer and my little comforter’s digestive issues. Red, of course. And I was sitting on a volcanic digestive issue of my own. (Use your imagination; I get tired of initiating old lady organ recitals, as dear F named them.).
He left me with two good takeaways, One a good Buddhist saying she said: “ Anything that’s happening to anyone in the world could be happening to you.” I said that Is a variation of what my brother said when I whinged about the latest batch of our family’s ills, “ It’s our turn.”
She alsotold me a cat story: They had one when she was a girl who would go off for a week at a time, and her mother finally decided to find out where. She found Miss Kitty moving in with another family for three or four days a week. “That’s my cat!” “ No, it’s mine!” They decided to just share the kitty who would do what cats do. 🐈⬛ I asked, was it a bigamist or a catamist?
old me a cat story: They had one when she was a girl who would go off for a week of the time and her mother decided to find out where finally and found her moving in with another family for three or four days a week. “ That’s my cat!” “ No, it’s mine!” They finally just shared the kitty 🐈⬛ I ask, was she a bigamist or a catamist?
