Monday, December 14, 2009

and then there were none...we knew a day like this was coming

There was a time period before the five shows in five weeks. And back in those days Mosaic Woman had it be known to her that a medical test was needed. The doctor was booked through October. In the midst of the craft shows didn't sound so great. So the Monday when there were no more shows, I took a day off from work. As I showered, I wondered if I could seek joy, on a day like this...
The iPod shuffles along as we drive on wet roads just above freezing as the sun breaks the sky open in amazing shades of pink and orange. Is that a sitar? Not really in the mood for the tribute to Miles Davis featuring musicians from India. Wait up ... did Miles write White Christmas. What the heck is this? A moment later I tell Mosaic Woman that studies have shown that post-op recovery goes much better to those that listen to the amazing banjo playing Bela Fleck playing holiday jazz on the way to surgery. The sample size was small, but the study showed definite benefits, on days like this...
I am waiting with others as ABC plays out.. this morning, local news, Rachel Ray, Regis and somebody though Regis isn't there, and two volunteers bound through the room wearing antlers, they are saying it's the Holidays. I turn to the man next to me and say... That excuse won't last forever, just on days like this...
In my lap is a book on animal intelligence. But I draw a design first. It is all about JOY. I have taken my huge JOY off the market. It is staying in our kitchen. The new one is small, simple. It will be affordable to folk who need a reminder that Joy happens, on days like this...
Then I am reading about the anatomy and behavior of the octopus. Humans argue whether or not they are intelligent, but one thing can be said... no invertebrate has a brain to match, and 60% of their neurons aren't even in their brain. Their tentacles are loaded and some believe they all operate on their own until one finds something interesting. As Mosaic Woman emerges back into this world, I tell her about the octopus, on a day like this...
Before that I am saved by the ranting on The View about Tiger Woods and President Obama, when a doctor calls out her name, and I respond as if it is my own, on a day like this...
After the doctor says all went expected, results in a week, then tells me she will be out for another hour. So I walk the streets of Norristown, eating a Mounds bar and my brain, for the first time in a long time, thinks in terms of a blog post. It happened on a day like this...
and later after I buy her pancakes and get her home, I am running around mailing a package to New York, finding videos from the library, replacing the old oil in the car... and a song by Van Morrison pops into my head, yes... There will be Days Like This

4 comments:

  1. A week sounds like a long time and I'm way over here. Sending out good thoughts and many prayers for both of you.

    I can hear all that music as you run through the list. Perhaps not the specific piece but most certainly the artist - an interesting tour through your day. I hope Mosaic Woman feels better soon and gets good news in about a week, if not sooner.

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  2. what i can say is this: you both remain in my prayers.

    there's more, to be certain, but that's what i want you to know right now.

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  3. Here's to hoping all is fine.....

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  4. Kathryn, Red and Giggles... thanks for the kindness

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