A Little Grace

So I’m sitting outside after a day of piddling around. I got our daughter’s dog smelling blankets and covers washed and back to her, then took myself for a walk down the Oak Trail at the local state park. I needed to clear my head after yesterday’s fiasco at my doctor’s office in Savannah. I drove two hours to get to his office on the Southside, fighting 90 year old drivers and log trucks all the way there. Only to be told the doctor was running at least two to three hours behind. At first I agreed to stick around, then common sense got the better of me, and I went home.

I haven’t rescheduled my appointment, I’m waiting to see if he misses me first and calls me. I figured since he has a satellite office in Vidalia (26 miles away) we’ll meet up there instead of me burning gas on a 125+ mile exodus to the hell town I left 30 years ago. Recently I spoke about examining ourselves and changing things in our own lives. The same holds true for the empathy we should feel towards one another’s life situations.
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You see, I’m not really mad at my doctor, I mean shit happens. But he does have a office full of employees that could have called but didn’t. Anyway I’ve wasted enough brain cells worrying about that situation. The goal in becoming aware is to focus on the bigger picture as well as bringing yourself to some sort of center. Life is full of so many U-turns and detours, it’s easy to loss focus and the achievement of peace. Other than my mindfulness practice, I spend time alone emptying my thoughts, I listen to the sounds around me, and observe the order in which nature runs. Walks in the woods was a major benefit in my troubled minds recovery. Hopefully I’m getting that back to that again in some small way. That is why I should show my doctor a little grace for giving that pleasure back to me.