So, the good news of the month is that mom is finally home! Went tonight after work and saw her for a little bit and she looks outstanding. So much better than when she was in the hospital, and much stronger now. Of course her caveat for all of that was ‘But I still have rubber knees’, but that’s okay. It’s just good to see her finally better and home. I can’t say ‘well’ yet because she’s not – she still has a good bit to go, needing to gain back a good bit of weight and rebuild her strength, but to see her actually able to sit up and feed herself (albeit through a tube) is a great improvement. I have been praying for her for a long time now, as have so many others (and thanks to you folks who have kept her in your thoughts and prayers, you’ll never know how much it means to me that you have), and I think that the prayers are being heard. Heard and acted upon.
As good as it is to see her home again where she’s happiest, I must admit that I’ve been low this week…bronchitis and sick headaches every day all day have worn me thin. There are times at work when I walk by the mirror and catch myself looking into it, checking to see if I’ve become so paperthin that light is showing through from the other side. Now, of course those that know me are aware that I will never be what someone might consider ‘thin’ physically. However, emotionally and mentally I am just completely drained down and rubbed thin, like the middle portion of a long set of stair treads that has seen a century of feet passing over them. I sometimes feel swaybacked and worn down to beyond the grain, a state that no matter how much sanding and staining you do will fix it. I think that the worst of it is the constant blinding pain of the headaches. I’m used to getting headaches…used to get them every day as a young teenager and even as an adult, but the ferocity and sheer mind-blasting pain of these is beyond my scope of reckoning. I’m sitting here right now writing this in a cozy little laundry area of my home, a nice soft light with some soothing music playing and the left rear side of my head and neck hurt so badly that my eyes have puffed up greatly and are watering from it. I tell ya folks, it’s an experience and a half, and while it reminds me that I’m still alive I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.
Enough about me. I have to say that I’ve been listening to NPR a good bit on the radio whenever I’m in the vehicle driving from one place to another, and hearing about what’s going on in China and Myanmar…I wonder sometimes that the very earth does not try and shudder us off its back at times like these. I can only listen with mounting sadness at the number of lives lost in such terrible tragedies, so many of them children that never had a chance to grow up and experience life. For them the life experiences came too suddenly and tragically to an end. I can’t help but wonder where we’re headed as a species. We kill each other in droves, we torture and maim and figure out new and more efficient ways to deliver death and destruction to one another, all the while acting like we can compete with our environment for sheer violence. What do we do in a world where 20,000 people can be killed at one swipe – not by disease or famine, but by natural happenstance? On the one hand, the indomitable spirit of humanity to rise above the obstacles in our path amazes me…but the most base and selfish of us act upon this Earth as well, keeping those who would help others out, misusing things sent to salvage and save people in need…I know that there will never be an end to war as long as humankind walks this world – it’s in our nature to beget bloodshed and violence – but in that contention we also have to deal with ruination and destruction raining down on us from the very world we inhabit. I guess the weight of the world rests on no single man or woman’s shoulders, but it’s at times like these that I look upon the others of my world and see that the most noble and altruistic of us must needs contend with the basest and most evil of us. I suppose the most troubling thought to me through all of this is that in the end, a month, two months, a year from now someone will mention the Chinese earthquake, or the tragedy in Myanmar and I’ll shrug and say ‘Oh yeah, I remember that’, and go back to whatever meaningless task has claimed my attention at that point. We live in a world that neccessitates a degree of numbness to function at any rational level, and that ability to cast that numb pall over my own life just to be able to sleep at night scares the absolute hell out of me. It’s this numbness that, let loose among our other more noble emotions, allows us to become the Jeffery Dahmers, the Ted Bundys, the Adolf Eichmanns…our numbness towards the strife around us is the enabler of the rage and despicable contempt for our fellow humans. Maybe one day we’ll learn to overcome things like cancer, AIDs, influenza…but I fully believe that we will never cure the root cause of our warring and destruction of one another – that insensate disregard of the plight of those around us.
I guess the deep thoughts were closer to the surface tonight…sorry folks. Sometimes you pull a card from the deck and it’s all aces. Other times you pull a card and see that it’s a business card for a shrink that’s been tucked away inside the deuces and treys like some benign party-favour to remind you that we’re all just a little bit crazy. For the people who dislike the random rambling diatribe above, I suppose there’s always the ‘back’ button on your browser, but I fear if you’ve come this far, then I’ve already wasted far too much of your time for backing out to help much now.
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