Chapter 3 - The Wake

I have been feeling under the weather for the last couple of days and really miserable on Wednesday night. I had a mysterious pain that I get from time to time and being the creative person that I am, my mind wandered to a bad place. I was thinking that it likely could be cancer of the liver and my days on this fine earth could be numbered. Okay, the pain was really intense, so I thought that whatever this was it could take me away.

Then my mind went to my wake and the attendees. This brought a smile to my face for some strange reason. I was thinking about my new-found male friends and how they would handle me being gone. I thought of Mr. Reality Guy who is a writer and a wonderful public speaker and I thought he could do the eulogy (he has a wicked sense of humor so it would be light and funny - just the way I would want it). My. Fantasy Guy of course would not show his face but would be lurking in the background - he would attend but couldn't possibly be seen. And finally there would be Mr. Skinny Guy who would, of course, be devastated by my demise and would likely throw himself on the casket, and may even attempt to climb into my casket. Okay - it would have to be a closed casket.

This is what my mind does when it is unoccupied by concrete things. It would be so good to harness this energy for something good, but oh no...this is just so much more fun.

After conjuring up these images, my pain was not pre-occupying my mind so much and I took something to help me sleep. I toddled off to bed with a slight smile on my face, picturing it all.

You see...I am having fun, and even though I wasn't feeling well, I could still see the humor in life. That's what being happy does; it allows you to see the humor in ALL situations. A year ago I couldn't have done this, but now I can, and I do. My life is good and I am grateful for it all - pain included.