I tried to start this blog earlier today while I was in holding patterns between tests and scans but I just couldn’t concentrate long enough to write. So I played Trivia Crack, looked through Facebook for cute animal videos, and had a very lovely conversation with a mother and daughter that were also waiting for the same series of tests and scans that I was having. It always amazes me just how personal conversations can become under those circumstances. When I was a kid and I’d go to the doctor with my mom, she would always end up in these deep conversations with total strangers. Anyone that overheard them would have thought that they were old friends. I would usually sit there mortified that she was discussing personal things with a stranger. And here I am doing the same thing. I now think it’s a good thing. Sharing problems and difficult situations with a stranger is sometimes easier than sharing with an acquaintance. You don’t have to put on your brave face or pretend to be strong. You can be a bundle of nerves and vulnerable because you’re sharing the same situation and a lot of the same fears. You’ll never see these people again which allows you some anonymity and if you do end up making a fool of yourself you’re not doing it in front of someone that can keep bringing it up over and over. It’s not unlike seeing a therapist and it’s very cathartic. I wholeheartedly recommend it. I was so nervous when I went in and I ended up sitting there with these women, laughing, sharing stories, and comforting each other. I hope to see them again sometime in the future at the doctor’s office. When I was growing up, my mom always told me to never speak to strangers but she set a poor example since she spoke to strangers everywhere she went. And now I’ll glad that was the example she set.
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