Well, 2013 ended on an interesting note. On Columbus Day a water main broke on my street and totally flooded the downstairs of my house plus decimated my landscaping and even wrecked my driveway. Major disruption. Had to be totally rebuilt. Spent a lot of time talking with insurance people, city repair people, and contractors. On the plus side, I learned what “slab jacking” is. (You probably don’t want to know.) The rebuild was still in full swing by Thanksgiving, and two days later I ended up in the hospital with a serious pulmonary problem, and stayed there for four days. I’m recovering now, thank goodness. On the plus side, I learned about the INR. (You probably don’t need to know that either.) Also on the plus side, I got to experience immense gratitude toward the doctors and nurses who got me well, and my family and friends who let me know how much they loved me.
Lately I’ve been pondering the meaning of the word “flow” (as in the advice “go with the flow”). I’m a writer, so pondering words is what I do. I’ve had two very different experiences in badly-managed flow recently. Sometimes it is wise to not dam up the flow, as shown by my experience with a blood clot; but other times if you don’t dam up the flow you get a flooded foundation, as shown by the broken water main. Hmm, just goes to show that words such as “truth” and “good” are, as Einstein said, always relative.
And here I am just passing on my wisdom, as we are supposed to do, right? Except when we should keep our mouths shut and let people learn their own lessons. Ah, more relativity. That damned Einstein.
Happy New Year!