The Unexpected
The unexpected shatters the march
Of moments lined up into plans
Poof, robes of control
Vanish like the emperor’s new clothes
(by, Kerry Ryan)
The unexpected, life’s guarantee! Today is an unexpected “slug” day. One of those days that follows a string of “pretty darn good” days…sneaks up tackles you, and slyly whispers “Ha, got you, today is mine!”
I was getting a bit cocky, often do when feeling a little better. I start expecting to keep on feeling that much better, cause I want to! (Hard to give up being able to take a morning shower- put on a cute outfit and a little make-up-get a few things done–hang out with someone I love– now and then completely forget that I have an illness!)
Ah but the Unexpected has two sides. What a joy after a string of “slug days” when a ”feeling pretty good day” pops in- or even better a string of them!
Expect the unexpected–gift, curse or inbetween. It reminds us to let go and that plans are illusive and the unexpected- certain. Control, where does it fit in? We can only control how we handle or what we do with the unexpected.
I’m working on that today…It’s evening and after a day of wrestling with not being able to do a thing, (hating my bed, and my encroaching ”flat back”- “bed head” hair style, staring at my blue bedroom walls, chastising myself for not being able to what I planned to do today, worrying about how I’m going to do tomorrow), I finally let go and starting having some fun writing this post. Hey, isn’t that a little control? Nice.
Darrrrrlllling, make your font bigger, us defectives can’t read it!!LOL!
Love the post! bout halfway thru and you started on the “upside” and I wanted to stick my tongue out at you and blow a rasberry! Then read the rest and said, okay.
Today sucks, sorry for language, but it does. Had MRI and Xray yesterday and was fine till the last minute or two of the MRI and then felt puny. Then the Xray, was dizzy still from the laying down of the MRI and geesh. From then on went downhill.
Today, just feel yucky. took sinus med stuff last night and now all dried up, LOL. Well, at least I can joke!
Sending hugs and loving the blog
Michelle
Michelle, You are right the fonts too small–I struggle to read it myself! I haven’t figured out how to enlarge it, as soon as I do, I will make so we don’t have to exhaust our eyes trying!
Ugh–MRI’s–like having one’s senses hammered for an hour–the noise like grating metal and heavy metal drumming simultaneously. They wipe me out too Michelle, I come out with my left side paralyzed (like a rag doll.) I hope you have recouped from the onslaught of stimulation to your brain–and are feeling a lot better.
I get how you feel when you’re feeling lousy and bummed and read something funny! I hate the pressure to “think positve”. Most the time we really do manage too–but the reality is–there are a many days when it just sucks. On those days, I want to read something that says..”It’s okay to feel like it sucks!