Spider
I told a friend about this little incident and she told me I needed to put it here in the blog. So Sherrin, this ones for you.
I blame all of this on the headaches and sleepless nights I've complained about all my life. The combination would make anyone loopy. (Which is now what my friend Sherrin calls me.)
The other morning I crawled out of my sleepless bed and wobbled my way to the bathroom. I was sitting on the throne when I realized that spot on the floor wasn't due to my dizzy head, it really was moving. Once I'd focused, I saw a big brown fat bellied spider. It wasn't close enough to cause me any panic, so I just watched it. The spiders progress reminded me of my trip from bed. I realized the bugger was missing a front leg and was moving forward with a drift to my left, but trying to come my way. As I watched my thought process was along these lines.
Poor little thing. Should I put it out of it's misery? Maybe I should just let it be since it already had enough problems. I was leaning toward putting it out of it's misery. Do spiders know what misery is? Was I thinking like that just because I did not want to share my bathroom with a spider? Even a crippled one?
OH GOOD GRIEF. That's when I realized I was loopy and I had a bigger problem then that spider.
I walked over the spider and left it and the room. Now every time I have to go back to the bathroom my skin crawls and I'm constantly looking for a crippled spider. Dead or alive.
Definitely loopy.
I blame all of this on the headaches and sleepless nights I've complained about all my life. The combination would make anyone loopy. (Which is now what my friend Sherrin calls me.)
The other morning I crawled out of my sleepless bed and wobbled my way to the bathroom. I was sitting on the throne when I realized that spot on the floor wasn't due to my dizzy head, it really was moving. Once I'd focused, I saw a big brown fat bellied spider. It wasn't close enough to cause me any panic, so I just watched it. The spiders progress reminded me of my trip from bed. I realized the bugger was missing a front leg and was moving forward with a drift to my left, but trying to come my way. As I watched my thought process was along these lines.
Poor little thing. Should I put it out of it's misery? Maybe I should just let it be since it already had enough problems. I was leaning toward putting it out of it's misery. Do spiders know what misery is? Was I thinking like that just because I did not want to share my bathroom with a spider? Even a crippled one?
OH GOOD GRIEF. That's when I realized I was loopy and I had a bigger problem then that spider.
I walked over the spider and left it and the room. Now every time I have to go back to the bathroom my skin crawls and I'm constantly looking for a crippled spider. Dead or alive.
Definitely loopy.
posted by LeeAnn | 8:42 PM
1 Comments:
LeeAnn,
So beautiful and ever touching the comment you left me. You and others like you have touched my soul and provided me with courage and strength I never thought I had or possibly I knew I had it but thought I would simply quit as so many have wished I would. But then, when I feel down or the day has gone not just right, I receive a comment, one like yours and I know my purpose is greater, my words are being heard and my journey is being shared and possibly enjoyed by those who choose to read my words, however they choose to read them and for this, I am blessed. I am grateful and I am a truly humbled young man.
In G-Ds speed may we one day meet and share.
Love,
eric
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