After spending all day at in-service meetings, attending my daughter's basketball games, driving 150 miles in fog to visit my dad, I spent the last hour trying to hook into a rogue wireless signal on my brother's laptop (b/c I forgot the power cord to my laptop), only to discover the Internet is still connected on Mom's desktop computer. On top of all this my emotions have been on hyper-sensitive mode. Don't know if it's b/c I knew I was coming to Mom and Dad's, which will always be Mom and Dad's house even after it passes to new owners, but my pinball emotions are running the full gamut.
Listening to the motivational speaker at this morning's in-service session, I became overwhelmed by his story about a 78-year-old Wal Mart checker whose mother always taught him the value of treating people well and showing your appreciation of them. Yep, that one hit a little too close to home, and Mom's face appeared from that point on in his story. I tried to subtly wipe away the periodic tears that would well in my eyes, but it was a feeble attempt to stop the grief that inevitably sucker punched me and sent me fleeing to the bathroom to blow my nose and wipe my eyes. This in turn removed all my mascara and eye liner so I had to go out to my car to get my cosmetic bag from my suitcase that was already loaded for the trip to Mom and Dad's. Within the hour, however, I was laughing at lunch w/ my husband. I'm turning into "yo-yo girl." This is the name we gave our older daughter when she was younger b/c she could go from extreme distress to ecstatic laughter in under 30 seconds.
I've always been a very sensitive and emotional person, which is probably why I do better writing about my feelings than trying to verbalize them. I'm just naturally a sap for those touchy-feely stories. I can't even watch an episode of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition w/o a box of tissues at the ready. But for crying-out-loud (pun intended), when do I get to the point when I can sit in a stupid in-service meeting listening to the stereotypical motivational speaker w/o turning into a blubbering idiot? I wonder if Ty would give me an Extreme Makeover and use some sturdy two-by-fours to give me a backbone?
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