inspiration and sadness
Borrowed from chauceriangirl:
current time: 1:56 p.m. (a word of caution…the tone of this post will go from light hearted to not just after the “feeling good about” prompt, so…be forewarned
in my mug: Just a little bit of tea that I need to finish
in my belly: a bite size Butterfingers and most of that cup of tea
in my ears: besides the ringing, I hear folks talking in the conference room next to my office
in my bag: I just switched bags this morning (thanks, Michelle!). in it are the following: iPad and cover, two pens, 2 lips glosses, 3 zipped pouches (containing various and sundry things), a Coach wristlet, small camera, checks, coupons, wipes, brush, hand lotion, aleve, tissues, gum, mints, anti-bacterial goop, and a doggy poop bag.
feeling good about: I’m sure there’s something but it’s just not coming to mind right now because mostly I’m…
feeling bummed about: the fact that Cindy lost her husband Chris this morning, a scant month after his diagnosis of Poorly Differentiated Adenocarcenoma…fucking cancer. God damn fucking cancer. [AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE--that's the scream I want SO BADLY to let loose right here, right now, to echo the hallways at work but...I can't. Soon, in the car, on the way home. Better believe it!!!]
thinking about: how life can change in the blink of an eye
Used my iPhone to take this shot this morning on the way to work…the somberness of it struck a chord…although at the time, I did not know why.
Posted in Photos, cancer, friends, rantin' and ravin' | 14 Comments
February 10th, 2012 at 4:29 pm
1. I love your treatment of the image – fabulous
2. I have been known, on several occassions in the past two years. To go for a drive in my car to some quiet spot, turn on my radio to some obnoxious teen angst song and scream at the top of my lungs – again, and again, until I am just plain ole spent.
It is amazing how good I feel afterwards. We are all so programmed to see the postiive, be grateful, and only look at the positive side of things that I truly believe that it all gets bottled up inside of us and we have to let it out.
As bless and grateful as we all are, there are times when LIFE SUCKS and we just feel restless and need to scream to clear it all out.
So, I say, go, SCREAM — and then come over for chinese food.
February 10th, 2012 at 4:47 pm
I am so sorry to hear about your friend’s husband. Go ahead and scream ’til your throat hurts. Cancer sucks!
February 10th, 2012 at 4:53 pm
I’d like to gather you and a few others up and meet Cancer in a back alley and beat the crap out of it.
February 10th, 2012 at 4:54 pm
Thanks for keeping them in your heart. And thanks for sticking around. xo
February 10th, 2012 at 4:55 pm
Karen, I definitely want to be in on that rumble.
February 10th, 2012 at 5:10 pm
Oh, Janet, I’m so sorry to hear about your friend’s husband. That’s horrible.
Scream all you need to!
February 10th, 2012 at 5:12 pm
Oh Sweetie, I am so sorry. Yes, I hate Cancer too. The big C! It’s something I fear, like wolves or coyotes in the night. Hugs, hugs, hugs!!!
February 10th, 2012 at 6:32 pm
That is not a photo, that is an art piece. My god, you’re talented.
I’m so sorry for your loss.
February 10th, 2012 at 7:40 pm
Fuck cancer. Gah. Sucky week on that front.
February 10th, 2012 at 7:41 pm
Oh, the picture is fabulous.
February 10th, 2012 at 8:54 pm
Of course I had to steal this. And I’m so sorry for your loss.
February 11th, 2012 at 12:23 pm
So sorry to read that. Effing cancer. Jerk.
Love that image.
xo
February 12th, 2012 at 6:25 pm
I agree about cancer… seeing it at work and just knowing what the future holds is so depressing.
February 24th, 2012 at 9:57 pm
So sorry to hear about your friend’s husband… such a nasty thing, that cancer. Beyond nasty. And that photo and your treatment of it is beautiful. Sad and beautiful at the same time…