LEST YE FORGET

 What gets me through the day remains a mystery even to myself.  I'm either terrified out of my mind and so anxious about the future that I can barely breathe, or I'm serenely calm and open to all possibilities. Usually, there's no in between status. My guess is this is the norm for most people who have suffered a devastating loss. I remember when my mom lost my dad she became utterly lost and depressed. I called her every morning from work to give her a pep talk. My cohorts got quite a chuckle out of this every morning as I reviewed lists of things my mom could do to help her get up and get going. My husband, being one of my cohorts, decided to compile a list for me to use as a reference. The staff thought this was hilarious.  Recently,during one of my less than stellar grief coping moments, I came across his list and I was lifted right back to calm and much laughter. Now, some might think this kind of thing is merely a coincidence but I know it is not.  Too many mystical, cosmic, transcendental happenings occur all around me these days to dismiss such events as merely coincidences.  I'm not sure what goes on in that divine energy field beyond this dimension, but I'm positive there's another side to this life story. With a nod to Vonnegut "and so it goes .  .  ." In case you need a list, here is a gift from my husband, psychologist extraordinaire.