But still, we look forward to it because it symbolizes a slowing down, an opportunity to refresh your screen and get a new perspective.
I have definitely had a summer for the books so far. Granted, there are books with more tragic and difficult stories, but since this is my blog, I will talk about mine.
In the past, I have written about my backyard, and my love of the trees and the shade and privacy they provide. That's my little oasis, my quiet place where I can breathe in the sun and lounge in arms of Mother Nature.
Until the tornado.
Now that clean up is done, my yard looks like a shaved armpit with a bit of stubble. And I suddenly have the ability to report on what the neighbors are cooking for breakfast and whether it is bath day in the big tub.
Am I lucky that no one was hurt? Beyond belief. Am I fortunate that my house and husband's car were not destroyed? You bet. And in light of those blessings, did I handle the dealings with neighbors and insurance and tree men and my do-it-yourself husband, in the most professional and positive manner?
Absolutely not. I actually lost my mind, quite vocally, and then tried to commandeer a bobcat.
|This photo has become known as The Determinator.|
From that time on, anyone that came along, anything I was asked to do, any way the wind blew, I treated like a hostile witness. The world was Tom Cruise and I was Jack Nicholson.
Me: "You want answers?"
World: "I think I'm entitled."
Me: "You want answers?"
World: "I want the truth!"
Me: "You can't HANDLE the truth! ... My existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall - you NEED me on that wall ... I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a d*mn what you think you are entitled to!"
World: "Did you order the Code Red?"
Me: "YOU'RE G***AMNED RIGHT I DID!!!!!"
It got a little ugly.
And then it got better.
Because what goes down, must eventually come up. Sooner or later, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and realize you look like Norma Desmond and are scaring the neighborhood cats. So, the sun fought against the clouds and won, helping me to snap out of it and make a refreshing cocktail with the lemons of life.
I also I remembered something I already had in my arsenal that had been locked away --- that when used properly, a sense of humor can be your most powerful weapon against evil.
Some excellent examples that I have bookmarked are two letters from disgruntled airline passengers. They express their nightmares in a way that not only gets the point across quite effectively, but also leaves the recipients of their complaints actually ... smiling. Click here for the first place letter, and click here for second place.
And that, my friends, is how to deal.
Until next time, keep crowin' - and let a smile be your umbrella.