Close One

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It seems forever a challenge for me to manage having enough to eat in the house.

A bit of gauntness has attached itself to my visage of late.

I struggle with eating enough.

Today, I planned poorly and did not ask my caregiver to collect groceries 4:00pm I headed over to the mall and walked Emma along the way.


Snow songs were sung.

I must cross a giant intersection to get to the store.

Never do I feel more vulnerable than negotiating untrustable humans driving.

I am hard to see even with my fluorescent flag flagellating.

Relieved in the peace that follows each crossing I let my guard down.

I screamed feebly as a maroon SUV curled into an illegal parking lot turn

Missing me by an inch.

The woman apologized slurredly. Drunk.

I could not speak.

I was blessed with the opportunity to see her a few minutes later entering the grocery.

“Your driving needs some serious help.”

She says: “I aaammmm sooooo surry dear.. My husband is in a wheelchair…blah..blah..blah.”

I felt really alive after that experience.

Really happy to be alive.

On the way home I sang: Uptown Funk You Up.


4 Responses to “Close One”

  1. Debra Moody on January 26th, 2016

    HoooOOOOoly crap! It is a wild world out there. CALL ME if you need some errands run – REALLY! I am often downtown for trainings and the studio isn’t that far away. PERFECT song for the journey home, by the way…! XOXO

  2. Jim on January 26th, 2016

    You need Mr. Uptown’s bright pink jacket to wear when you’re crossing Santa Fe’s streets!

  3. Jenny on January 27th, 2016

    Dear Cathy, gaunt is not this season’s look. And we all need you to have high chi and Em needs you to be able to curb her wild dangerous instincts. So please have everything yummy and frequent snacks and gorgeous lattes.And margaritas. And call Debra(above). Love Jen

  4. Joe on January 27th, 2016

    UPTOWN FUNK YOU UP????? Another example of my cultural drought.

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