While I was in New Mexico several friends told me they didnâ€™t want to tell me of their day as they felt it was trivial compared to what Kim was doing.
I agree and I donâ€™t. Our drama is our drama, our trivia is our trivia. Our story is ours and we cannot compare our life with the lives of others, especially on a daily basis.
But we do. We are self centred. To quote a great addict, â€œI may not be much, but Iâ€™m all I ever think about.â€
But, being in recovery and not being an idiot, and I also think of you!
When I get information or news, my first thought usually is, in what way can I relate to this? Then, how does affect me? And, I do compare my life, experience and knowledge, and finally I look for room and reasons to share the experience.
As I write this, I am unplugged. No phone or internet. I am sitting at the window of Colinâ€™s cabin looking at a Loon swimming on Watch Lake in the Cariboo., near 70 Mile House; the sun is coming up.
Kim is back in the hospital for a stronger round of chemo.
How do we compare?
Kim has such a positive attitude. Her fantastic personality shines through her illness.
I feel like a smuck when I complain about a sore throat and stuffy nose.
No comparison â€” just what it is for her and for me.
My Tai Chi sisters, Lois, Anna, and MaryLynn will arrive sometime today for our annual get together and there will be a lot to catch up on as we missed last year because of a scheduled foul up.
What news will we hear and share?
How will any of it compare?
Drama, trauma, joy and celebration. Life. We all face what we face.
Iâ€™m grateful my thoughts can travel to Kim. Iâ€™m also grateful my thoughts can be interrupted by the song of the Loon and I come back to the present.
Because here, right now. All is right with the world.
No comparison and certainly not trivial.