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My sincerest thanks to all those who, first, replied to my self-pitying "Mother's Day" post before the thread got locked, and second to those who e-mailed and PM'd me afterward. I've said it before and I'll say it again: DUers are are the coolest! :loveya:
I really should apologize for my talk of suicide. It was a wholly inappropriate comment for me to have posted, especially since deep down inside, I had no intention of actually trying to end my life. (Sorry, freepers and CUers!) After all, there are records I haven't heard, radio shows I haven't broadcasted, films I haven't viewed, people I haven't met, women I haven't kissed, babies I haven't rocked to sleep, dogs and cats I haven't petted, flowers I haven't sniffed, places I haven't visited, and right-wingers I haven't pissed off! :evilgrin:
As those who saw my original posting may have inferred, I was in rough shape this afternoon, and in greater emotional agony than at any time since my father's death in 1998, if not my mother's death itself in 1994. How I ended up dealing with it was having a good meal, then following one poster's advice and paying tribute to mom's memory. I did so by digging out an old photo album, along with mom's 40+ year-old vinyl copy of JOHNNY'S GREATEST HITS. (God, how she loved Johnny Mathis!) I put the LP on the turntable, flipped open the photo album, and spent the next half-hour or so shedding tears and remembering. Afterward, I was so emotionally drained that I went back to bed and slept soundly for a couple of hours. Turns out, that was the best thing I could've done for myself. Boy, life's problems are a hell of a lot easier to face when you're well-rested!
Plus, this evening I received not one, not two, but THREE potentially good pieces of news via e-mail:
1) I got a lead on a new place to live, which is considerably less expensive and noisy than my current apartment.
2) I received a message from the other person I had mentioned in my original post, specifying when would be a good time for me to get her on the phone. With any luck, we'll be able to clear the air and get things back to abnormal. :7
3) The biggest surprise of all: I got an e-mail from my boss at the drugstore, advising me that the place has been sold and won't be closing down after all. So who knows, unless the new owner believes in "housecleaning," I may end up not losing my job! :bounce:
In 1959, Dinah Washington sang, "What A Difference A Day Makes." Forget that; for me, just a few hours today meant the difference between darkness and light!
Again, to those DUers who were there for me when I really needed some help: thank you again! If I can ever repay the favor, rest assured I'll do so. :yourock:
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