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i've always had this fear of a tree falling on our house and crushing me. tonight it almost happened. if the tree had been 2 feet longer or 2 feet closer, i would have been crushed. after hearing a loud bang, i look out of the window, and all i see are leaves and branches reaching for me. i guess i should feel lucky. but life is full of what if's and good luck and bad luck. as i was driving to work today, i thought about salaam pax and his fear of driving. i used to have the very same fear. on the highway, i had to drive 70 miles per hour to keep up. everyone's in a rush to get home, to get to work. while in other countries they're slowly rebuilding things that have been toppled down. i guess we're all dealing with different types of chaos. i really like my job lately. especially when i have time to watch the gymnasts. they're all so amazing. the owner came and sat down with me today. "they're so good!" i told her. "they WILL be good." she replied. i wasn't blind to their imperfections - to them landing too quickly, for not sticking their arms in the air after they jumped. but i was too amazed that they could do back flips, jumps and the balance beam, that i couldn't see them as anything less than so good. i think i have strep or bronchitis. i say this because i gave whatever i had to one of the twins, and he gave it to my aunt. her doctor told her she had strep, but he probably has bronchitis. i feel really bad for him. the pain i go through is probably triple for a baby. |
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