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See everything: overlook a great deal: correct a little. Pope John XXIII
For every problem [evil] under the sun there is a remedy or there is none. If there is one then go and find it; if there is none then never mind it. Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme, me omitting evil. Susan Grout
Everything in my usual very active world has come to somewhat of a halt. Granted I have high hopes that this nagging, achy hip will be gone after my surgery later in the next month. Currently I'm unable to walk very far, My reality of walking is now in terms of yards instead of miles without pain, my body screaming at me to stop. In a word, yuck.
Believe me, I know it sounds bratty to complain when I am among the fortunate ones who are able to even have surgery. I realize there are people all over this country and in the world who are not so fortunate as I. I keep reminding myself of this as I mutter and groan my way throughout the day. Pain is no one's best friend but I must cope as Ms. Pain has set up camp in my body for quite awhile now. Not fun.
Ordinarily on this beautiful, but chilly, Spring afternoon I'd have already taken a walk and would be outside working in my garden. Not to be--- boo hoo for me.
What also bothers me the most is one of my tragic flaws: my continual need to be not only busy but also productive. I could/should be writing a song, writing more scintillating essays for this blog than whining that I can't do anything. And I could be making art! I am not a crafty person, nor am I an artist. I just visited a dear friend who has the most incredible craft room, the equivalent of a Santa's workshop that she happily inhabits each day and creates beautiful and functional art. A true artist. I gaze but nothing about crafts sparks my interest. It does look fun and fulfilling though. Actually, I'm the only non artist among my siblings, they got the artistic gene and I got...arthritis. Hey!
My husband just pointed out that music is art and I have written many songs, some of which are actually good. So shut up, right?
The meaning of good and bad, of better or worse, is simply helping or hurting. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.Theodore Roosevelt
