I have been having — and I think that you will all know what I mean — a Bad Week.
A Really Bad Week.
An aching tooth, and it takes days to connect with your dentist, traveling way oversees, to get a referral. A person at work who always makes problems and decides that now is the time to make a really, really big problem. Prescriptions gone awry, a new car temp tag that expires before the new one comes in and a dealer who won’t call you back. An order of new sheets that never arrives. A Really Bad Week. A cash transfer that takes more work than it should have taken. Some passwords that need fixing. Forgetting your antibiotics just when they’re beginning to have an effect. (OK, even I can see how these are all First World Problems.)
But I have also been having a Really Good Week.
An endodontist who is clearly a kindred soul and a true healer. Catching up with a Druid. A surprisingly strong ally at work. An almost immediate improvement in response to a drug. A beloved, long-term friend who hugs you, senses that you’ve gotten healthier, and feeds you wonderful late-Summer food. My Bit of Earth mellowing under the short, almost-Autumn sun. G/Son slipping into third grade and pitching baseball w/o a hitch. My wonderful paralegal supporting my work. My memory of the scent of pine at Falling Water.
May it be so for you.