I'm not going to lie - it has been a strange week.
When I say strange I don't mean it in a bad way. I mean it much more in a kind of when you look back at it, there were/are a lot of thing that don't happen routinely that happened. I put in my two weeks notice at the tea room and also started training at Back Yard Burger. Those are two things that don't normally happen in my week, but more substantially I have been dealing with the strange concept of aging and dying a lot more than normal it seems.
I reconnected with a friend from swing dancing back in high school on facebook the other day only to find that she has been fighting blood/bone marrow cancer for the past year and has been hospital bound for a good chunk of the past year. She is my age. Two of my best friends from childhood got engaged. They are younger than I. That man of mine's grandmother was put in intensive care today for dehydration and fever. My only remaining grandparent had surgery this week and is recovering.
These are not things that happen in a routine. These things are abnormalities, glitches in the matrix, yet they happen so frequently that perhaps my routine is the glitch. Maybe the things I am viewing as extraordinary are really the things that are quite ordinary indeed. Or perhaps I need to rethink even my routine as extraordinary and special since, honestly, it all could be over so quickly.
It is just that sometimes, I really hope that the grandparents that never got to see me grow up to who I am now would be proud of me. I also really hope that they would like that man of mine. Is that silly of me?
update: Matt's grandma passed away this morning (Sunday) around 11:45. Prayers would be appreciated.
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No, not silly.
None of it.
Death is a hard reality to come to terms with. Whether it be your own or the death of others, family or friend. When glaring at it, I often look away to find the fact of death is still dancing in my line of sight. Kinda like when you look at a light for too long and see the red shape of it when you look away. I'm no longer dwelling on it, but it's still there.
We just have to utilize the precious time we have to serve the Lord. Death and sickness shouldn't stop us from doing His handiwork. They aren't going to stop us from being with Him.
aw man! ya. craziness. I love your way with words. you paint a word-like picture wonderfully. aw sometimes i wish i had more words in my vocabulary...but yes...life continues to roll on by, with or without us and i suppose every step we take, on this earth, is extraordinary! every word we write, on the online world, sensational!!!
ps. would you like me to add you to my "private" back-up blog??? i would love you to visit, even when my "public" blog is sick (and down). email me. demarablog at gmail dot com THANKS!
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