Endolphins
There's a scene in Postcards from the Edge where this little blonde bubblehead comments on how much she enjoys jogging...because of the endolphins. I can't get that word out of my head. And I've decided that it is imperative that I start exercising again - I haven't been on the treadmill in a month - if I am to haul my sorry ass out of this pit of self-pity I've fallen into. So I just did a light 25 minute canter on the thing. And guess what, I'm full of endolphins.
A terrible thing happened today that reminds me that no matter how down I am, at least everyone is healthy and happy in my family. Some woman in the news left her 9 month old twin grand-daughters in the care of A SIX YEAR OLD, and went to the doctor. The poor kid decided to give them BOTH a bath. The phone rings, she goes to answer it, and yes, you guessed it, they both drown. That's terrible on so many levels; part from the suffering of the babies, and the loss of the mother, who's abroad studying, and think of the kid. She's scarred for life. I even feel sorry for the Grandmother, as asinine as I think she was in leaving them. I know how frustrating it is to be caring for children and not even having a moment to attend to anything for yourself. My eyebrows look like shrubbery and my toenails look like fish scales, I haven't been able to go see about myself. Poor old woman, took a stupid chance, and look what happened.
It's things like that that remind me to thank God for all His blessings on my family. Something to remember next time I start feeling sorry for myself.
A terrible thing happened today that reminds me that no matter how down I am, at least everyone is healthy and happy in my family. Some woman in the news left her 9 month old twin grand-daughters in the care of A SIX YEAR OLD, and went to the doctor. The poor kid decided to give them BOTH a bath. The phone rings, she goes to answer it, and yes, you guessed it, they both drown. That's terrible on so many levels; part from the suffering of the babies, and the loss of the mother, who's abroad studying, and think of the kid. She's scarred for life. I even feel sorry for the Grandmother, as asinine as I think she was in leaving them. I know how frustrating it is to be caring for children and not even having a moment to attend to anything for yourself. My eyebrows look like shrubbery and my toenails look like fish scales, I haven't been able to go see about myself. Poor old woman, took a stupid chance, and look what happened.
It's things like that that remind me to thank God for all His blessings on my family. Something to remember next time I start feeling sorry for myself.
posted by Roslyn | 7:26 PM
1 Comments:
Wow, I hate to hear about things like that but you are right, it really helps one to put things into perspective.
Endolphins, lol, I'll have to remembr that one.
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