Tuesday, February 14, 2023

In the late evening the daily news of school shootings and devastating earthquakes fills me with fear. I realize there is no safe place anywhere. My house could catch fire, the earth could shift, the roof leaks could expand, marauders could break down the front door. I lay awake in the dark and then remember that this very moment is OK.  I am warm and dry under my down comforter.  Life is good and scary.

I worry about getting cancer and then I remember that I already have cancer and it is not so bad.  I don’t have diabetes, COPD, Parkinson, dementia, heart issues, brittle bones, etc, just cancer and old age. I am in pretty good shape.

The beach photographer comes by and breaks apart my cardboard boxes and pulls the bins to the curb.

I am almost done with the three books by Henry Marsh, the British doctor. I have a kinder and better understanding of how doctors are trained and work.