Quote Challlenge – Day 3 of 3

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While I don’t believe that fighting my bodies birth defects makes me a better person, I will confirm that I’ve fought for self-acceptance and to not be bitter as my body begins its inevitable journey back to dysfuction and loss of autonomy.

Anger at things which cannot be changed is like adding a bitter frosting to every other good thing in one’s life.  Bitterness colors the world, and prevents one from seeing how much is still worthwhile, as we focus on only the aspects of life that aren’t working for us, that drive us to frustration, and that may obsesses our view of the world to the point where we can’t see any good which might remain.

I left my home and moved 3,000 miles away in the hope I could find indepence and autonomy and live for at least a little bit, unsupervised and unassisted, before the inevitable bell curve of my life kicked in again to bring me on the downhill side of the roller coaster ride, after a long, long, climb to the heights.

So, today’s quote is about self-acceptance for me.  It’s about finding a way to get out of your own way so that the thing you most fear doesn’t control your life.

Due to my birth defects, and how often I’ve clung to life while fighting off an inevitable death which comes to us all in its time, I’ve struggled a lot with the whole, “Why am I here?” question, as well as the self-aggrandizing, “Why me?!” demand of a faceless and nameless entity or process which we may  call the Creator of life.  Or, we may determine is Anathema.  Chaos theory at its best.

Since I don’t believe there is cause and effect to the suffering which may be involved in the struggle to live, since I don’t believe in a Creator or a sole being with a plan for every individual, I look back at science and nature as my guides on this journey.

If no one has the same answer about why we’re all here, and I can’t fact-check the answer for a consistent series of data touch points that might lead to a statistical belief in some empirical knowledge, life just is what it is.  No rhyme.  No reason.  You see what cards you’re dealt and you make the best of them, because any other viewpoint is self-imposed torture about things for which you have no control.  Life happens.   Make yours count in the way you think best.

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Now – back to our Quote Challenge.

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I was nominated for the Quote Challenge by my friend, Sparks, over at SparksFromACombustibleMind on Tuesday, April 5th. Due to being on vacation dealing with family issues, this is my third and final day to begin catching up in the Social world.

Now, for the Rules (because there’s always Rules, even if it’s just to give you something to feel wicked about breaking);

Quote Challenge Rules:

Post on three (3) consecutive days.
Pick one (1) or (3) quotes per day.
Challenge three (3) different bloggers per day.
Thank the blogger who nominated you.

So, thank you Embeecee a/k/a “Sparks” for what starting this challenge, for stopping by and visiting with your own thoughts, and for occasionally hijacking my blog in this alternate reality of a social world where we hang out.

And, finally, according to the rules,

Pick three (3) different bloggers to play along:

– Unfortunately, I can’t do this part. Everybody’s busy, so I ask you to nominate yourself.

And, my own twist, make a comment on why this particular quote resonates within the author on this particular day.

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For anyone who chose to play along, thak you.

Quote Challenge – Day 2 of 3

I was nominated for the Quote Challenge by my friend, Sparks, over at SparksFromACombustibleMind on Tuesday, April 5th. Due to being on vacation dealing with family issues, this is my second full day to begin catching up in the Social world.

Now, for the Rules (because there’s always Rules, even if it’s just to give you something to feel wicked about breaking);

Quote Challenge Rules:

Post on three (3) consecutive days.
Pick one (1) or (3) quotes per day.
Challenge three (3) different bloggers per day.
Thank the blogger who nominated you.

So, thank you Embeecee a/k/a “Sparks” for what you post here and in the other social world we hang out.  The pretty flowers, small animals, and general thoughts you share as you go about your day add color to my world.

Today’s quote is one of those anonymous things that pops up on facebook from time to time via family and friends, and it seems appropriate:

Keeping your Mouth Shut

Quote 2, Day 2 of 3:

Pick three (3) different bloggers to play along:

– Unfortunately, I can’t do this part. Everybody’s busy, so I ask you to nominate yourself.

And, my own twist, make a comment on why this particular quote resonates within the author on this particular day.

Today’s quote is on my personal failing.  Keeping my mouth shut.  One of my favorite writers, Sharon Randall, wrote a column about the fact that “Family shows up”.  That’s it.  In times of crisis.  Times of despair.  Times of joy.  Family just shows up, because that’s what keeps the connections strong.

As we begin to get into our own little worlds, and are less and less involved in the outside world, it’s peaceful.  It’s positive.  It’s relaxing.  But, at the end of the day, if someone you love needs you, you must show up.  Show up and shut up.  So, that’s what this quote means to me.  You may feel that you can make a difference.  You may feel that something needs to be said.  At the end of the day, though:

– is it kind?

– is it helpful?

– is it necessary?

If it can’t pass the trifecta of checking yourself and your own motivations, then one must keep their mouth shut.  Or, come on here and purge it all so that one is able to keep their mouth shut, LOL.

Hope your day was a good one.

 

Risky Business – Travel

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I am the perennial “old biddy” while traveling.  Seriously.  I watch folks.  I think about their stories.  I make up truths or failings.

In this case, my rant is about unaccompanied minors on flights.  Or, not on flights, but the process of getting onto the flight.

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I found myself waiting for my flight to depart from San Jose airport, watching the crowd.  Into this waiting group came a father and a daughter (not the folks shown above – that’s a sample image).

Daddy was hugging the daughter and crying.  Adjusting her ticket in the holder.  Giving what appeared to be an 8 year old a kiss, and turning her over to the gate staff to fly by herself.

All good.  No stones to throw on that part, although I thought Daddy was a bit out of line with not allowing the daughter to manage her own ticket in the around the neck case given what he did next.

The minute he turned her over to the gate staff for “unaccompanied minor” boarding, the idiot left the airport.  Seriously.  Walked away from the gate without waiting to see that the plane actually departed.

I could not believe my eyes.

The kid was more than a package.  Planes get delayed every day.  We were already late and waiting for the plane to depart after an hour-long delay.  Am I the only person who would have stayed at the gate until the doors closed and the plane departed???

Kids are not cargo.

Kids are supposed to be precious and valued.  But, expecting an 8 year old to fend for herself with strangers while in the air is MUCH different than expecting an 8 year old to fend for herself with strangers while the plane is still at the gate.

For myself, I would have flown the kid back and forth (requiring whichever parent is in custody of the child) to keep flying one direction (for the drop off) until the kid was a teen. If 13 years old is good enough for a religious rite of passage, it should be reasonable for a parent to use that as a marker for when it’s ok to leave the kid by herself.

Maybe I’m out of date because I was raised with the buddy system (taught to never go anyplace by myself – never mind swimming alone – as we are always safer with a buddy).  But, the parent doesn’t know the gate agent from Adam, and is crazy to simply dump the kid and run.  In My Humble Opinion.  As someone without kids.

Anyone else have any thoughts on this topic?  Inquiring minds would love to know…

Quote Challenge – Day 1 of 3

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I was nominated for the Quote Challenge by my friend, Sparks, over at SparksFromACombustibleMind yesterday.  Due to being on vacation dealing with family issues, this is my first full day to begin catching up in the Social world.

As with Sparks, or her formal pen name, Embeecee, I have the same disclaimer – everyone’s busy, and the folks I’m nominating (excluding Sparks officially, because she’s already got a lot going on) may choose to visit and participate, or not.  Anyone else choosing to visit may also play along.  It’s your own call.

Now, for the Rules (because there’s always Rules, even if it’s just to give you something to feel wicked about breaking);

Quote Challenge Rules:

  1. Post on three (3) consecutive days.
  2. Pick one (1) or (3) quotes per day.
  3. Challenge three (3) different bloggers per day.
  4. Thank the blogger who nominated you.

So, thank you, Sparks, as nothing makes me happier than to come to this site and read about your adventures in blogging, your writing challenges, your musical whimsies, and your fiction and poetry.

Today’s quote is from Hugh Laurie, who I sometimes confuse with his alter ego, Dr. House.  Very surprised to see how much I enjoy the perspective of the Actor as well as the roles he plays:

Quote 1, Day 1 of 3:

Hugh Laurie Quote

Pick three (3) different bloggers to play along:

– Unfortunately, I can’t do this part.  Everybody’s busy, so I ask you to nominate yourself.

And, my own twist, make a comment on why this particular quote resonates within the author on this particular day.

Having just come back from visiting my Aunt, an upstanding member of:

Total Drama Allstars

I am happy to say that I did what I felt was right, because “family just shows up” when there is a crisis.  And, I’m also glad that I didn’t call adult protective services before I got there, as her injuries were a cry for attention vs. real injuries.

Don’t get me wrong.  Auntie was hurt.

Auntie was not hurt to the extent she was playing it up, though.  That’s why she was nominated.  While she was originally diagnosed with a broken shoulder, broken wrist, fell again and was diagnosed with a broken hand (long story – but she refused to go to the Emergency Room – so it was hard to get a straight story).

Anyway, while she had impressive bruising on her face and body, by the time I’d arrived there was some question about whether or not the shoulder and wrist were broken.  They felt the hand was broken in 3 places, however, the expert couldn’t help her her as she’d waited too long to get to him (4 days) and now he wanted her to go to a “hand specialist” for possible surgery.

The insurance company, of course, required her to first go back to her primary care physician before helping her, as her lack of Emergency Room support and the delays involved in accessing care available moved her emergency back to “non-urgent” so she must now jump through hoops for any kind of appropriate medical care.  She’ll probably have to have the hand re-broken as part of fixing it, if surgery is needed.

But, I sat by her bedside for 3+ hours on each of the days I was in town, and I saw her hand moving and the fingers wiggling, so I think she’s going to be ok.  (*** Disclaimer – I’m not a doctor, I’m just highly opinionated about medical, legal and other matters ***).

So, back to the quote.

I think the Hugh Laurie quote resonates with me so much because of Auntie’s wasted life.  She has made of herself an invalid, making her health much worse due to self-neglect.  Always, she wanted to do things, but the timing was wrong.  Now that the timing is better (as more of her compatriots have retired and have access to disposable cash), she is too ill to travel unless someone is willing to accompany her and facilitate everything because Auntie is no longer capable.

Sad.

As I was reading today’s myCOPDteam postings from some of the social media members, so many were talking about being unable to travel any more because it made them sick.  They had progressed too far in the disease timeline to be able to do what they wished.

So, it’s a good reminder.  Make life count while you can – even if you’re afraid or tired or risk your health – because there are no second chances in life.