Sept 11 2001
like most of the people
in the world
I spent the day
sitting in my living room
mesmerized and weeping
over the news coverage
of the devastation
and loss
of the Twin Towers
Sept 12 2001
I woke up with a firm resolve
to do something
constructive
about the rut my life was in
if nothing else
the devastation of the 11th
brought home to me,
on a personal level
that time was
a wastin
and ya just never know
if you’ll be here for the next day….
so in doing so
started the ball rolling
towards finding me again…
see
years ago
I had been diagnosed
with Crohn’s Disease
when I began to take medication
in large amounts
a side effect of the meds
was that my hair fell out
in big clumps
kinda like I had mange…
I became self conscious
about the way I looked
for the first time in my life
and
that
coupled with the illness,
and the financial blow
I took as a result of
trusting someone that
in the end
didn’t deserve the trust,
left me….
less than…
so Sept 12 2001
I took the first step
towards getting me back
I shaved my head…
went to a beauty shop
with the VOD
and shaved it off
kinda like a hair cotillion
and I have been shaving it
regularly ever since.
In the past 7 years
I’ve been able to
put myself into the
position
not to recoup
what I’ve lost
but to start
a new
I have a good job
(ok…she’s a squirrel)
but the pay doesn’t suck
and the benefits rock!
I even have a pension
I purchased my trike
(the Pickle)
and I purchased a new car
(the Ladybug)
so life isn’t as bad
as I sometimes think
in spite
of the negative bullshit
that has been foisted
on my life the last 4 months
and this day
serves
as a wee reminder
of all that I’ve accomplished
it’s all good
as they say….
