Last weekend was supposed to be a getaway, and it was, for a while.
But there are some things you can’t get away from.
Being in a lovely place when those things once more demand your attention feels like a knife-twist reprimand: how dare you? What right have you got to be happy when the horrible things that have been happening are still happening?
At least that’s what the accusatory voice in my head asks at such times.
I don’t have a good answer for it.
Except, maybe, that horrible things are always happening, close to home or farther away. And you can conclude from that hard truth either that no one has the right to be happy, or that we all do; that we need, in fact, to take happiness whenever and wherever we find it, and use the strength we gather to do what we can to make the horrible things better.
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Jim O.
August 28, 2012 at 5:52 amI hope you were able to have a good getaway, and that the cryptic horrible thing(s) become less so.
Sara
August 29, 2012 at 4:37 pmThanks, Jim. Cryptic horrible things are unsurprisingly related to the previously-blogged New Normal.
Also, Steve & I realized that we should be wishing you & Kat a belated happy 15th as well! (Do you remember the name of the restaurant we went to after y’all so graciously served as our witnesses? I have a picture of me drinking something out of a mug shaped like a parrot, but am blanking on the actual name of the establishment.)
sd
August 29, 2012 at 3:34 pmCryptic phone date?
Sara
August 29, 2012 at 4:37 pmSD: swell notion, I will email.
Jim O.
August 31, 2012 at 9:03 amI couldn’t remember the name of the restaurant either, but Kat did: Sweet Loraine’s! She says there’s one in Detroit now.
That was a good day.
And yes, regarding the cryptic thing, that’s what we guessed. Very sorry to hear it…we’re thinking of you.