When life throws me a curve, I head for my standby coping skill...music. Lately it's been music from my past, and last night it was the Grateful Dead. I decided I needed some ice cream to add to my cope plan (that is my weapon for extreme emotional punches to the gut). And my go to flavor is Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia. I grabbed some, and then spotted my newest coping obsession beckoning enticingly from a shelf on my way out. I swear I didn't intend to do it, but suddenly they landed in the cart.
So last night was a time for ruminating, minimal communication with my family to keep them in my loop, and just vegging with music and a sugar high. Because let's face it, the Grateful Dead still effing rocks, and Cherry Garcia slides soothingly across your tongue.
And I realized as I slurped, chewed and listened, that what is happening is a bump in the road, and not a mountain. So it is time to deal, and move on, not to whine or worry. Time to focus on the present, and let the rest take care of itself.
Sometimes, when you are grateful to be alive, all you need is the Grateful Dead in your ears, and some Cherry Garcia to wash it down.
...life is good with a little cherry garcia on it... ~cat
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