Mysteries of My Life
How a twice-baked potato can spoil... [NOTE: Eating one that has can wreak havoc on your stomach for hours and hours and hours.]
How 72 can be quite cool and 74 be unbearably hot...
How I can hardly control my shivers as I get into bed and wake up hours later sweating...
How I can get my feelings hurt again and again in the exact same situation with the exact same stupid expectations...
How I can be so "smart" and "talented" and "such a good writer" and have no job and no prospects...
How I can lose so many things in such a small home...
How such a pliable, flexible person as myself can have a such a stubborn dog...
How being ethical and hardworking gets a person nowhere...
How my lower left appendage can ache so much after six weeks in a cast...
How someone can be born a human being and not understand or fit in with the rest of her race...
How my own mother can care so little about me...
How after eleven years I never tire of watching my puppy dog curled up asleep...
How having multiple sclerosis, arthritis, and asthma can be a blessing and not a curse...
How my faith can be my stronghold and yet be filled with an overwhelming longing to belong somewhere, to finally fit in somewhere, to make a contribution somewhere...
How baby spinach salads can be so tasty...
Saturday, July 15, 2006
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