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Sep 6, 05 - 7:13 AM |
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i walked into my nearly packed-up apt (ready for a serious move and a year+ tour planned), i was glad i hadn't packed up the kitchen, the coffee pot, the blender, the pots and pans... after two weeks of living on my sweet mama's couch (the only other tv set in the house), and watching helplessly as the hurricane slammed into the gulf coast... it put my situation into perspective...i will recover and heal. i have a home, and the best friends any one could ever hope for. I send my paultry donation, wishing i could do more.
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this accident was a blessing in disguise...the first person on the scene was my 75 year old mom. frail herself, i hated seeing her so helpless to help me and clearly distressed. she and my older brother were with me in the er when the drs had to replace the wrist bones back by force, and for 2 weeks, i was my mom's patient. it was this time that much healing and love presented itself, and i was able to show her nutricious foods and oils to ease her aging. funny how things happen for reasons unknown to us at first. this seems like such a tragedy, at least to me
;) until i see the walls drop between us.
my dad took me to surgery, and the follow up, having just gone through the removal of melanoma from his shouders and ears (old salty dog sailor, for sure) and with over 100 stitches, he drove me, sat with me as i went under. when i woke, my mother was there. healing. so much to heal. i am grateful for the two weeks with my parents, and i will plan time with them again, hopefully without all of this drama.
thanks for your love and well wishes. i feel i am now to sit and listen, and move a lot slower than i had planned. before i left for the coast, to play a benefit for my friend and his daughter who needed
help (the reason i was on the ga coast), i sat at my computer as i am now.
on the pine tree limb right out side my window a hawk sat. in its talons was a small sparrow that was struggling to get free. my first reaction was to wish the sparrow freedom. then i related to the hawk, and the hunger it felt. juxtiposed...i could relate to both.
i now know that was a sign. as much as you plan, as much as you need, there are other purposes, other plans that will make you deter, and will change your plans forever...
you can struggle, and you will, to get back to your life and plan, and you can edify yourself with what is happening because it's in the greater plan, even if it looks as if it's to your detriment.
it was a sign.
the hawk and the sparrow. sometimes feeling like the hawk...sometimes the sparrow. each with its own purpose and plan.
thank you for your kindness and support and sweet emails and communications...
i especially want to thank lisa cowden, who handled my business in a timely manner, and followed-up with all shows and agents explaining the situation, cancelling a heavy load of events with aplumb and grace. to those venues, i apologize heart and soul, knowing the planning we'd done over a year...i am crushed (maybe not the best selection of words to use, but definitely the closest to truth) not to make these dates with you...
thank you for stopping by and visiting. i wish you well.
caroline
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