The emotions of lesser minds forbear the genius of greaters.
I'll be honest, I don't know who said it and I spent about 30 seconds researching it and then I blew it off. My high school English teacher is going to be so mad at me. If you said it, you are awesome and you are my hero and you deserve a proper citation. You obviously have not tried to work in the midst of a personal disaster.
It's hard to explain my feelings without potentially offending anyone, so preemptively I would like to say to everyone who has offered hugs, prayers, thoughts, or a helping hand you are truly wonderful and I truly appreciate all you have done, are doing, and will do. With that said, I also cannot spend every waking minute of every day thinking about an illness that has yet to actually affect my day to day life. Today I spent the day preparing for a huge presentation and I just needed to get things done. Every few minutes someone stopped in to check on me. How are you? How are you feeling? Is there anything I can do for you?
I am fine. I feel fine. Nope, I'm fine. Or even better, I am busy, I feel the same as I felt yesterday, and you could finish this presenation for me. But obviously these are snarky responses that aren't going to get me very far in life. My momma didn't raise no jerk. So I stop, breathe and have a heartfelt conversation with each passerby.
Work is not everything, though it is currently my best distraction. Be patient and be kind. These are the people you need on your side. This is your life now, get used to it.
Thu, January 24, 2013
by Kara Ward