As a glass half empty person, all I can say is that regardless of our opposable thumbs, we are STILL the worst thing to have climbed out of the ooze. We prove it every day in every way.
Oh, my Jessica! This post might just be my favorite of all! Love where you took this topic, all over the (scrabble) board! Loved it all, actually....love you more!
Dopamine snack, crochet the devil into a sparkly cocoon, feeling stabby. Love it all💗 Also I was immediately thinking of the tune by Cake “When You Sleep (where do ur fingers go)” - it’s a bop.
Jessica, Mark told me I needed to read this posting…as someone who has one hand capable of doing anything, I was reminded how much we should not take for granted our hands and opposing thumbs… while I was saddened while reading about the things I could no longer do, I was also reminded how much more I appreciate people who struggle with physical challenges greater than mine and do super amazing things. Thank you for acknowledging people who are different.
I do not remember the French Horn days, but I almost bought a second-hand Standup Bass to (lamely) attempt to relive my informed Stray Cat youth.
One thing that you mentioned particularly made me smile: " I have not been using my hands to their full potential (other than an occasional flashing a well-deserved middle finger.)" In Las Vegas we used to call it a "one finger waive," reserved frequently for a particularly crabby neighbor.
I made a deal with my parents that I didn’t have to join the marching band if I played with the community youth orchestra…perhaps you caught our annual Christmas concert at the mall?
My son lost his right hand to a malfunctioning firework this past July. He had to have an amputation below his right elbow. He is 47, newly married (first marriage), owner of a thriving business and fortunately has a solid background in meditation. I believe that years of yoga , practicing meditation daily and following Dr. Dispenza helped him through the psychological and physical trauma. Things that he can’t do….eat/drink while he is driving, count large sums of money (I bought him a money counter for his business), flossing his teeth, cutting up meat, he needs help with tying shoes, etc.. He owned an Apple watch and it took me a while to understand why he was touching his nose to the watch and then having a conversation. He was using his Apple Watch to make and take cell phone calls. As a mother, I wish it had been me, not him. ❤️
As a glass half empty person, all I can say is that regardless of our opposable thumbs, we are STILL the worst thing to have climbed out of the ooze. We prove it every day in every way.
Oh, my Jessica! This post might just be my favorite of all! Love where you took this topic, all over the (scrabble) board! Loved it all, actually....love you more!
Dopamine snack, crochet the devil into a sparkly cocoon, feeling stabby. Love it all💗 Also I was immediately thinking of the tune by Cake “When You Sleep (where do ur fingers go)” - it’s a bop.
I love Cake!!!
Jessica, Mark told me I needed to read this posting…as someone who has one hand capable of doing anything, I was reminded how much we should not take for granted our hands and opposing thumbs… while I was saddened while reading about the things I could no longer do, I was also reminded how much more I appreciate people who struggle with physical challenges greater than mine and do super amazing things. Thank you for acknowledging people who are different.
Thinking of you, Deb — always admire your grit and strength 💖🌸💪
I do not remember the French Horn days, but I almost bought a second-hand Standup Bass to (lamely) attempt to relive my informed Stray Cat youth.
One thing that you mentioned particularly made me smile: " I have not been using my hands to their full potential (other than an occasional flashing a well-deserved middle finger.)" In Las Vegas we used to call it a "one finger waive," reserved frequently for a particularly crabby neighbor.
I made a deal with my parents that I didn’t have to join the marching band if I played with the community youth orchestra…perhaps you caught our annual Christmas concert at the mall?
My son lost his right hand to a malfunctioning firework this past July. He had to have an amputation below his right elbow. He is 47, newly married (first marriage), owner of a thriving business and fortunately has a solid background in meditation. I believe that years of yoga , practicing meditation daily and following Dr. Dispenza helped him through the psychological and physical trauma. Things that he can’t do….eat/drink while he is driving, count large sums of money (I bought him a money counter for his business), flossing his teeth, cutting up meat, he needs help with tying shoes, etc.. He owned an Apple watch and it took me a while to understand why he was touching his nose to the watch and then having a conversation. He was using his Apple Watch to make and take cell phone calls. As a mother, I wish it had been me, not him. ❤️