We have so many heartache stories that don't directly affect us, but those we love, serve, work with, or worship with. Lots of cancer. We have had 4 deaths in 2 weeks. Lots of crisis situations. I am beginning to suffer from compassion fatigue.
I can understand a little bit of how she feels.
Last Winter, a woman who I know slightly – she operated the beauty salon when we moved here in 1981 and cut my hair several times – came to our church because her church had canceled services because of poor road conditions. She brought her 6-year-old grandson, who was autistic and hyperactive. He wandered around the auditorium during the service playing with a cellphone. He came up to Richard and asked if we had a cellphone. Richard said yes and gave it to him, and a few seconds later he had turned it on. I sat in stunned disbelief because a few weeks earlier I had attempted to use that cellphone while I was out and about on an errand to the house of the very friend who sent me that e-mail, and I desperately needed to call her, and I could not figure out how to turn it on.
The little boy died a few days ago. He went to bed that night and did not wake up in the morning. They think he might have had a bad reaction to some medication he was being given to manage the ADHD and the autism. Perhaps he had a fatal seizure.
Then I got the upsetting news Monday morning about my friend’s new grandbaby.
And then I read entry at the Far Side of 50 blog and found out something was seriously wrong with her daughter.
And then there were a couple of other things that happened before noon, and I found myself feeling drained and sad and gray inside.
And then I went on You-Tube
First I watched the silly parody of the Beyonce Single Ladies video with Justin Timberlake. I didn't laugh out loud but I did grin some...
and then I started listening to music, randomly as I thought of a song from the past that brought back a happy time – even if the songs weren’t particularly happy in themselves….
Cyndi Lauper--Time After Time
Steve Winwood and Eric Clapton--Can’t Find My Way Home .
The Rolling Stones--Moonlight Mile
Bonnie Raitt--Angel from Montgomery
Vince Guaraldi--Cast your Fate to the Wind
Bill Pursell--Our Winter Love
and some others… and after a while I could feel my spirits lifting… and lifting… And today, the news about Connie's daughter is still serious but not quite so grim. And prayers for my my friend's new grandson are being answered...