I had a pity party for a few days, feeling sorry for myself, but am in a better mood tonight. My schedule requires my being up and going, beginning with a birthday celebration for a long time friend this weekend and an afternoon class at Writers Circle on Sunday afternoon.
I appreciate good friends who, in the past few days, helped me see that I can cut back on stressful activities without giving up many things I love. Also, it is fine to ask for help when I need it. Why is it so hard for us to ask for help when we are so willing to give help where we can?
Tender Loving Care
A few days of care by my sweet sister hastened my recovery I'm sure. How lucky I was when she was born a couple of years after I came into this world. We grew up inseparable until I left for college. But two years later, we both registered at the University of Georgia. I have always been so proud of her. She became a member of the modern dance troupe. I loved watching her graceful moves in flowing costumes.
|Gay Council, second from left|
Later she was a member of our local hometown ballet organization. She is an artist in every way. Drawing came naturally to her and many of us have her pet portraits hanging in our houses. Eventually she became a sculptor, studying with teachers in Atlanta. I have one of her pieces in my living room, and I find that people are surprised when I tell them my sister created it. They assume I paid big bucks, but she gave it to me one Christmas.
We talk about what we will do when we are old and needy. She promises me she will be there for me and she knows I will be there for her as long as I possibly can. We have our conflicts, but they blow over quickly. Tuesday we went to lunch at Olive Garden and then, when her husband came home from work, we all went to see a wonderful movie, Million Dollar Arm, just the kind of show we both like. Clean, inspiring with a good, uplifting story. I'm sure that helped me wake up feeling much better today.
|Gay Council, majorette at Albany High School|