I give thanks…
For David… He is my reason for living, my muse, my partner, my friend, my construction supervisor, my conscience, my lover…
For Steve…. Our son, the sunshine of our lives and a shining light in the darkness…
For Susan B….who burst into tears when I told her I was moving….who reminds me of how important good friends are…
For Rita Rae….who taught me the importance of dotted quarter notes, and who saved me the agony of telling her I was moving…
For Liedeke, who called and asked “what is the worst that could happen?”…just when I needed to hear it most….
For Dick….who called and said “the best thing I ever did was move to Elko. The second best thing I ever did was moving away from Elko”…..just when I needed to hear it most…
For the junior college professor who, when I said I was too old to go to medical school because I would be 40 when I graduated, asked “And how old will you be if you don’t go to medical school?”…..
For Ann, who said she was sick of listening to me complain about how unhappy I was working at the post office, and that I should “shit or get off the pot” to change my life…
For Geri, who, when I worried about borrowing more money for medical school, asked “In the long term scheme of things, what is another $1000?”….
For Mom, who, in the 60’s, exemplified the unfulfilled housewife. Like a butterfly, she flitted from project to project: learning how to fly a plane, taking organ lessons, experimenting with new age philosophy….always seeking a higher plane for herself. And in the process, teaching me to reach beyond my grasp…
For the Holy Spirit’s gentle nudge (or God’s WHAP against the side of my head…whichever…) that caused me to take my board re-certification test last year….without which I wouldn’t be able to make the upcoming career change…
I give thanks….
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