I’m facing a new horror. It’s not my health but it is personal. Don’t ask because I’m not telling…may never tell and certainly won’t tell now and ruin Christmas for people. I’ll tell you one thing, it’s as bad as anything I’ve ever faced. But I am doing okay because I have figured out, I’m clearly born to experience that which is unfathomable. I must be good at it by now, don’t you think?
In other words, I don’t feel sorry for myself. I’ve learned what a pit that is. If you get in that pit, you can’t maneuver. They called me, “Slick”, I was a kid. Easy choice, here.
So yesterday, I was researching. I was studying, watching youtube videos, mostly. The clinical stuff is important, but if you can find someone with personal experience, willing to share, it’s helpful.
This one gal made a short video, I liked her best. The subject is gut-wrenching but she had a cute haircut, green clothes and earrings. This was an ALIVE person talking about something that’ll kill you. Or depress you all the way into despair. Or it might make you feel or seem sad, helpless, pitiful or fearful. So she definitely was on top her situation.
She was outlining all this hard core stuff, but then she quoted, William Churchill, “Kites rise highest against the wind, not with it.”
I thought I should remember that. An hour later a friend called. She’s got some struggles of her own.
“It hits you like a wave,” she said.
“Oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh! Now I know why you called me,” I said. “I have something for that. I just heard it,” I said, excitedly. “I know what to do about your wave…”
I gave her the, Churchill quote and I felt really good about being alive. I felt good about having my problem, too. Because if I did not have the problem, I would not have come across the lady in green, who proves a person can deal with tragedy in their life, with grace.
Do you know how to rise against the wind?