so I call a friend about three weeks ago and he finally gets back to me. I am not so much annoyed as concerned because everything has a greater resonance right now. everything is amplified - intense.
so I ask him where has he been and the reply; the hospital.
my automatic response was what happened? His reply was it was not him it was his mother. She had a heart attack. before I could get a breath out he said no, wait.
three days later she had a stroke. Then the same automatic response. No, wait. Because she has been in a hospital she contracts the virus.
so I am thinking this is the quadruple whammy because to add insult to injury, now he can't go anywhere near her.
my response? It's official. I know it is currently not mandated by law but I no longer have the authority, let alone the ability to complain about anything to anyone ever again. I don't feel that way but this moment gives me a certain pause for reflection.
after the call I think about someone who lost it in front of an attendant at the counter of the local supermarket some time before this - over a packet of hand sanitizing wipes. Made me think of this information and if only I could have been armed with it to get this crazy person to please, calm down.
a case of if only I knew then what I know now.
to get some kind of perspective.
p.s. the person who lost it is a story in itself for future posts
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