I can finally relate with what my ex-boyfriend of a lifetime ago, the musician, would say, “Stop thinking. Don’t think.”
I am writing in the context of the fluidity of my time these days. I have no time to pore over every single detail, most especially those emotional in nature. At this point, it is all about making the right decisions, calibrating every detail and praying to high heavens to come up with the correct choice. And then be at peace with that.
This week, my life is marked by due dates for our Pink October offerings. To oversee and be the forerunner of these activities in the community is not an easy task. It is literally sweat , blood and tears. Not really the blood, at least not literally. But the tears!
This phase in my life, full of new personalities and even newer tasks, is like going inside Grey’s Anatomy, with the drama and politics of people in the medical field. Sans the sex of course.
And then it is like being in the world of showbiz, the same hemisphere I shunned many lifetimes ago, only because of tye nature of the cause, it is less frivolous, but showbiz just the same.
Oh, the navigation of protocol and ettiquette! Even that has to fine tuned!
But at the end of the day, I ask myself: have I accomplished my mission in the cause? Sweat, blood and tears. But I smile, thankful for the cham0nce to serve and be fulfilled.