Imagine's Journal

Ever just not notice the impact of events until somewhat later? Like a delayed reaction or something? Maybe it's the natural result of a shock. . . Seems I've had several, all converging at the very same time and I just opened my eyes and noticed. Wheeee haaa. Somehow, even while I could see it all playing out right in front of me, the actual practical impact as applies to *me* was somehow lost. I mean, you don't notice seat belts until you need them, right? Looking back at my blog, I guess I just didn't think to write about any of it either. Not really, anyways. Or, not in terms of practical impact. Along these same lines, I went to this seminar on Job Loss. Amongst other things, seems I have mislaid my employment, well, me and a couple hundred of my peers. Anyways, the very pretty presenter spoke about 'anchors' and how our lives are anchored by several different lines and how that keeps stuff from floating away. Of course, he was pointing out how our job (and loss of job) was the loss of a major anchor. For some people the most important anchor. It's probably not that way for me. The job was just the job. I depend more on my friends. So. Perhaps in my case the Coast Guard might be helpful?



Post Script:

I know what my problem is today! Jeebus Cripes, we are now approaching the anniversary of the car wreck. It always creeps up on me, feeling really weird, until I remember what's happening, what day is approaching. It's all okay. It's okay to miss them. Things always change and people always die. It's normal. A few tears don't hurt anything and do not signal, well, anything more than what they are.