The goal of anger management is to reduce both your emotional feelings and the physiological arousal that anger causes. You can't get rid of, or avoid, the things or the people that enrage you, nor can you change them, but you can learn to control your reactions. Unfortunately, I must have been absent the day those genes were given out. I speak my mind. Most of the time it doesn't have the desired effect. So what's a girl to do? Call a few friends, have a few beers, and forgetabouit!!!!!
Sunday, August 03, 2008
It's BEHIND me!
Yes people, it's all behind me now.
That whole colonoscopy thing is done. Thank God.
It's a good thing I went too. They found two polyps and took them out. And the whole time I'm thinking, If my mother had only done this, she would be sitting here with me today.
I thought of her the entire day. It was weird. Later in the day I found out her best friend, and my Godmother had passed away. My mom and Rita were best friends since they were three.
Even when they were well into their 60's, they used to giggle about things like two school girls.
I remember after my mom died, it was really hard for me to see Rita because she reminded me so much of my mother. After a while, I told her this. She told me it was also hard for her to see me because I was exactly like my mother. She said hearing me talk was like listening to my mother.
A better compliment has never been told.
After my mother passed away, I would get upset at stupid little things I couldn't remember about her. Things like her favorite flower. I couldn't remember if she liked yellow or pink roses. I don't know why that bothered me, but it did. So I called Rita. Without thinking for a second, she told me my mother's favorite flower was yellow roses.
So I guess other than the obvious reason's why I'm sad Rita passed away is because she was one of the few people on this earth who knew my mother the best. And another connection to her is lost.
Life changes.
It goes on, with or without the ones we love.
Oh well. As usual, I didn't mean for this post to be about my mom or Rita for that matter.
See you all on Thursday.
Woohoo, can't wait.
Girls, you might as well call off work on Friday now!
Brojita's
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2 comments:
Wow....you are so brave! You're so right....it's best you dealt with those ass polyps now! It's true...the best lessons we learn from our mothers. Even the ones we don't want to learn. I loved your story about the roses. There's another lesson in there....about friendship. Isn't it wonderful that your mother had a best friend that new what her favorite flower was? It was a great gift to Rita that she knew something you (her own daugther) did not know about her? Like I always say....women are for friendship....men are for fucking (a quote I shared on Angela's favors)
So....all this got me to thinking....your colonscopy thing and your mom's best friend Rita passing away....all in the same day or at least within close proximity to each other. I think they are connected. Honestly, I really do. No joke. I'd have to give it a little more thought as to how or why but it's connected. Friendship is like that. Think about it...you'll agree.
Glad to hear your vacation went well. Sounds fun. And, I was shocked to hear we differ on the make up thing. But now I know I don't have to share my lipstick with you!
Have a great week. Mine sucks....being back from vacation after 2 weeks...coming back to work (sans my favorite boss) is not fun at all...
That's enough for today!
Toodles!
Judi
Judi,
Even if you aren't, I'm glad you're back. I was just in little ol' Conneaut Lake. Wow, you go on a vacation.
You know, you got me wondering, my kids think they know me. But there's alot they don't know, and rightfully so.
Rita was a very important link to my mom. As my friends will be to my children.
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