February Focus: Day Twenty-Six
It seems like today, everyone has something going on. My two co-workers had to leave early for appointments. My host seemed distracted enough about other things to text us about them during a market segment. Biden is in NYC and I’ve never seen such ominous and uniform ‘trails’ over Manhattan. As for me, I’m not quite ready to talk about what’s going on with me today. It’s why this entry needs to be so short. I don’t have the emotional capacity for anything else right now. However, I find it interesting that as a writer, I need to be in two places at once; the place I’m currently at, and the one I take you through my words.
My father once told me about how he used to complain all the time. People would ask him how he was doing and it was always what was wrong versus what was right. He said he changed his tune when he lodged a complaint at the wrong guy, who was so fed up he unloaded about his own problems right then and there. Cancer in his family, death, spiritual loss and disarmament. My dad never complained to anyone ever again. He told me it’s always important to remember everyone outside of yourself also has a lot going on. It’s like my mother always said: If everyone put their problems in a pot, you’d walk away with your own.
My chosen path has brought me to here, to where no matter what it is I’m going through, I have to get the words out. Everything else is secondary compared to the commitment I’ve made. So you need not feel bad for me. Give the kind word to everyone else. If you say you can’t imagine what someone else is going through, try. Then maybe you’ll understand everything else that’s really going on.