Another way to express rambling. Best understood by old schoolers who actually popped corn in a skillet with hot oil. Those kernels were dancing the cha-cha.
I’m grateful and needing to share. Not sure how much sense this post will make because of the popcorn 🍿 thoughts 💭
Which really means I can’t keep a thought in my head. And I don’t want to expose my subjects which means I’ll speak with innuendo. I’m confusing yet maybe eventually there will be a point.
Went to a viewing for a coworker’s mom last week and this week we went to a rosary 📿 for B’s best friend’s mom. Both of these beautiful ladies were in their 80s. In both cases, the family was glad the suffering ended. As much as I miss my mommy, I understand the relief of a loved one’s physical pain coming to an end.
I’m enamored by familial relationships and friends who are like family. Exquisite to watch. Even better to be part of the human connection. My heart is full. And on a personal note, we reconnected with cousin K over the weekend. Like we’d never been apart.
I’m weepy but happy and waiting for the other shoe to drop. I’m positive I’m dying. And technically we are all dying, we just don’t know when. Why do I feel my time is fast approaching when all is well? I need another crisis in order to pull things together.
At least I realize I am being ridiculous. Brought on by So, … Concierge My A$$. I’m pretty sure though one of these days I’ll be proven right. But I won’t be around to see it which means I don’t care. Oh who am I kidding? Uh that’d be no one.
As always more to come.