Blind Arrogance

I used to think that the gods had plans for me
(how arrogant is that?)

and that plan
was to create family

out of a group of people
whose only connection
would be me….

I did it for years in the east
when I was the Baby
and I started again
when I came out here
and became the WyzWmn

things
for the most part
went along swimmingly
for a long time

I now know that was likely
because I was blindly arrogant

I volunteered for charity
for years
I also became an officer
in a riding club
for years
and as a result
of all that and more
became “fast friends”
with a huge group of people
all over the world

I sub-consciously saw myself acting
as a fulcrum
to bring these people
from different walks of life
together

During the process
I learned a lot about myself

I learned that I don’t suffer fools
or drunks lightly

I learned that I’m gregarious
but still shy

I learned that I’m strong
but usually terrified

I learned that I’m able to intimidate people
with my words
as opposed to my fists
but the fists are still there
should the need arise…

I learned that I’m a story teller
not a writer

I learned that I hold most dear
morality, integrity, honesty,
principles, sincerity, goodness,
kindness, honour, trustworthiness
and truth

and that the words “respect”
and “family” are two
of the most maligned

misused words
in the English language.

I learned that it
turns out I was wrong
that it turns out
that I was blindly arrogant
that it turns out
that’s not what the god’s
had in store for me

I learned that I gain power from myself
from expressing myself with integrity…

and that as my horoscope for today says:
“The depth of my convictions are intense
and I should not be afraid to say
what is on my mind
to confirm for others
exactly where I stand”

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and then there was one..

I moved to BC
to live with my mother
(the VOD)
whilst recouping from
a tragic and horrific
breakup
and dealing with
a very aggressive occurrence
of Crohn’s Disease

I spent virtually the first year
I was here
being the blob that ate my mother’s couch
when I wasn’t in the hospital

I was unable to work
and the VOD cared for me

it does something to one’s ego
to go from being a contributing adult
back to being a kid
that needs their momma to help them

thus began the ride of the last 12+ years
as I got better
and the VOD got worse

we lived
side by side
in 2 apartments
in the end
I’m far from better
and the VOD is far from worse
but we survive…

In Nov the VOD
moved into assisted living
at the behest of the bother
aka “the Golden Boy”

this week
she moves out of assisted living
and up the Island
to live with my bother
and his adult children

while I know
that in the end
this move
is the best for both of us
I can’t help but be struck
by this feeling of loss
at the idea that I will now
have to drive 3 hours
to see a member
of my immediate family

I have mixed emotions
because I know I am embarking on
the next chapter of my life…
so there is trepidation
resignation and excitement

my blister
who still lives back east
compounds my resistance
to the change
by sending me the following email…

“welcome to the orphanage”

it made me realize
that I’m gonna miss the VOD
but I’m looking forward
to what my life will have to offer
going forward

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