Good Grief Charlie Brown or Back In The Saddle Again. Really, hopefully, many ways to look at this thing. This is my first morning with the heavy drugs coursing through my body and brain, brain, let’s not forget that little forgetful unit. I am so glad that I have gone through this before, the heavy stuff that is. But it was way back at the beginning and I have worked at blocking it’s memory out. All I mostly remember is that it is really hairy scary when they hit you with the kitchen sink right off the bat and you have to deal with it as a rookie. Now I’m the seasoned veteran. Yea, got the t-shirt.
You know that one of the ways we do things at Caminoheads is look for the 5% goodness in the situation no matter how grim. You have to work at it hard sometimes but it always seems to be there and many it gets easier to find with practice. And it’s not a Pollyanna deal. We are acknowledging that situations can look like dog doo. Hehe. But somewhere there is a out, or an answer or a lesson or a chance to experience so that you can help someone else walk through their situation.
Yesterday in all the upheaval at the hospital I had realized that I had forgotten my iPad and left it home. Fortunately they have loaners and I figured that out and got another great blog on the air. And with my trusty ear buds I listened to some Pink Martini, the official unofficial music for Caminoheads. Well not only listened but UTube has great videos of the group. They are so fun to watch, you know like eat them with a spoon fun. So, I am going to try and put a hot link in here for Yolanda. Actually it’s Donde Estas Yolanda?
There, easy peasy Caminoheads. OK, have to go walk and check out this glorious morning. The best to you in your situation. Love as always, Felipe.