Dad is doing the same, which is a good thing. He has some bowel issues (I promised him I wouldn't mention that, but...oh well) that hit him about 24 hours after he takes his chemo that comes in pill form and still has a lot of fluid in his legs and feet. Both should start clearing up with more mobility and medication. He still has a great appetite and is in good spirits.
Happy Birthday to Me
I'm 54 years old today. I'm at that age (and have been for several years) where I don't really know my age until I stop and do the math. I quit counting at 49 years old and decided to start going backward. So, actually, I'm only 44 now! Yay, me!
My birthday message to you is full of cliches and blah, blah, blah. However, after losing my cousin this week and my dad being so sick last week, you're going to get it anyway. Here it is...
Every single fun, mundane, stupid, bad, good, eventful and non-eventful moment in your life is important. Pay attention. You never know which moment will suddenly pop into your brain years later with a significance you never imagined.
We all know that the weddings and baby births are magical, but so is waiting for your kids to get in the car after school, washing clothes and pulling weeds. Going to WalMart with a friend to pick up more snacks because you ran out in the middle of the party can be a cosmic experience on many levels.
Road trips. Ah, road trips. Whether they be with family or friends or people you don't even like, there's just something about being in a car that lends itself to bonding and conversation and even aggravation. But, it's important.
It's all important.