"Much of your pain is self-chosen."
~Khalil Gibran
Alas, I think about pain a great
deal; all kinds of pain, in fact.
My knees hurt! I imagine it's an
age thing. Still, looking at Gibran's
quote, why don't I focus more on
how good I feel, how straight and
tall I walk, rather than just the pain
in my knees?!
Obviously, emotional pain is far
more difficult to deal with. I miss
my children terribly. I miss my girl
friends. I would say these missings
are fairly normal and they are more
about how much I love them rather
than anything else.
I miss, miss, miss my dad! I talk
to him most days and so wish he
were here. But, if he were here,
I'd want him to still be in fine
fettle and not old and crippled up.
Would I want my mom and brother
to be here? No . . . my mom didn't
know who she was anymore and
my brother's illness made life very
difficult for him to bear.
So, methinks I need to wish away
physical pain, but I fear emotional
pain might just be here to stay.
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