“Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.” ~Tom Wilson
When my mother gave me the photo below she got a little misty eyed and then went on to tell me about how easy childbirth was for her and how she woke up and was ready to push and tra la la, she had a baby. Sadly, that was probably the easiest part for her. And I doubt that when looking at my face as a baby she ever thought that I would grow up to curse like a sailor. Though if either she or my father were forced to answer they’d tell you that yeah, after 25 years, they like me. At least a little bit.
This is going to be a good year. I just have this feeling.
Someday
“Sadness is almost never anything but a form of fatigue.” ~Andre Gide
Someday I would like for someone to tell me that staying home would be OK. That it’s shitty outside and the drive will be treacherous and you’re completely emotionally unavailable. Never mind that you’ve been able to get through things with your eyes closed because you have to just do them but you should just sit back and relax and not think about voting records and proper car placement during a snowstorm. That will all be taken care of for you. Instead you should just sit back and relax, everything that needs to be done will be done and when you wake up in the morning, there will be one less thing for you to worry about. One less something tugging intently at your sleeve, begging you for attention. Instead when you wake up, you won’t think about how your mother cried and people who are trying to be helpful but are more annoying than helpful. Because in the morning, when you wake up, things will be better.