Monday, May 3, 2010

Present

Lately, I have been trying to be present in all moments. What I mean is, I am trying to pay attention to conversations, stories, and situations. I (all to often) find myself looking at a person and watching their lips move without hearing anything that has been said. It can get challenging at times trying to reply to their comment's and/or stories. I do not mean to be rude. I can not help this. I know there is medication for people who have similar symptoms. I don't think I need any listening/paying attention medication. What I think I need, is for people to be aware that while they are talking to me, they need to ask, "Sarah, what did I just say?". My poor mother and husband know this all to well about me. My mom will just get off the phone with me when I am doing this. My husband on the other hand, will keep talking even while knowing I am off in "unfocused land". When Jess is working and we talk on the phone, this is what I hear, "Teterboro, San Jose, Florida, Kentucky." When I get off the phone with my beloved husband, I will get a call from someone, like my dad or grandmother, and they will ask me where Jesse is. My answer is, "Oh, he is in New Jersey, or maybe San Francisco, no- he is in Florida, yes, I am sure he is in Kentucky.". My family knows that this is normal for me and Jess is a real trooper. Jesse never gets angry or offended when I ask him 16 times a day where he is. He is my hero, my husband is. Anyone who can be so tolerant of my bothersome tendencies, is in my opinion, the "bomb". I have meaningful people in my life who have tolerated my unfocused ways for years, and for that I thankful. My good friends and family- thank you for being so patient with me, I know we often have phone conversations that consistently involves me saying things like," I am thinking. I was thinking about something, but I forgot." or, " I can't remember what I was going to say. What did I just say?". Jesse, I love you and thank you for being you, and for loving me, for being me.

Hal is not in bed yet, which is late for her. Okay-- I just lied, it is not late for her, as she is on somewhat of a terrible schedule. She did however just come into my room a minute ago, and tell me that I can just call her "brushing teeth to much girl" as she just has brushed her teeth so much. So at least she has brushed her teeth.

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