Some people keep Christmas lights up long past the holiday season. I have a bell that is displayed in my house all year long. It plays Silent Night and is 50 years old.
Christmas 1962 was very sad. Things were not going well for my family and my parents told me that we would be moving again and I would be attending my 3rd high school.
After an all-girls Catholic school and a rural PA school while living with my grandmother, I would finish high school in the NYC public school system.
Grandma didn’t have a Christmas tree, but Dad brought one home at the last minute. He also brought me the Christmas bell.
I remember trying to concentrate on what was good with my life. I came up with 2 things. The air was very clean (it had been snowing) and nothing physically hurt.
That’s been my bottom line ever since. However, when one of those two things is missing, I don’t react well. Thus my extreme annoyance at pollen, traffic fumes and cigarette smoke triggering my allergies/asthma.
There’s a reason I’m not in the medical field. My extreme reaction to a serious physical problem extends beyond myself to those I love - friends and acquaintances too and even total strangers.
Last week my granddaughter was in a serious accident on her bike. I didn’t write about it but I was totally preoccupied with the situation.
My daughter (sparker Hayburner1969) did write about it once the crisis was over.
Fortunately all 3 of my children handle situations like this better than I do. As for me, I carry Xanax. I don’t take it often, but it’s there to help me calm down, get control of myself and be of what help I can when the situation arises. Sometimes I don't have to take it just because I know I can.
We’re all very grateful today.