Layla and sisters have all been passing around the sicky baton. Currently being jointly held by Maya and Layla. One is asleep with a popcorn / vomit (changes depending on the season) bucket next to her pillow and the other dreaming dreams of antibiotic sugar plums.
Amidst this, I had a thought, it goes something like this.....
Last night, as Layla lay in my arms coughing and wailing, the movie "Benjamin Buttons" flashed through my mind. The prequel - the story of the baby that grows up very slowly. Brad Pitt can play the part of - well Layla I suppose. I think I would happily handle nursing, bathing and massage duties ...
All joking aside, it is comforting to be able to see some humour in many situations. Even when I feel stuck, I know that it is so important for me to keep living and being connected to all the world around me in the ways that I seek and desire. So that I can keep drawing from all my experiences. Not just the difficult or challenging ones.
Today at my dear family's doctor with Layla, dear Doctor who delivered my brother and I who now strictly deals with men's health, checked Layla's chest for possible infection. When I told him of her diagnosis, he was sad. He told me how sorry he was to hear of this. His sadness was so real and heartfelt. I wanted to hug him. Truthfully, I want to hug everyone. As if the hugging serves as an initiation into Layla's and my world. Welcome into my heart space.
This does happen now and then, and it leaves me with a heavy heart. It is not a complaint or a bad thing. I just can't stay moved by the sadness alone.
What I do need to do is see more movies starring Mr. Pitt and let THAT move me! Ha ha!
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