I like the way people come into my life. Today, a nurse contracted by many companies came to take blood from me today. I am looking into a life insurance policy that will cover me until I'm 75, the age both my parents croaked. No, I'm not planning on dying, who does.
So the nurse starts talking, asking me questions. Yes, no, 2001...and she mentions living in Tonasket. Click. Connection. She knows my friend Paul Appel's family, she knew of my grandfather and though she might have a cup of his. I showed her my collection of grandpa's potter, mentioning that I buy his pieces on eBay.
It's the little connections that make it good. It is good. We are the sum of all the people we know or have known. If even for a short time, the people we meet leave a mark on us. Big small or invisible, it is there. Be friendly to everybody. It's a nice thing to do for them and yourself.
Today is my sister's birthday. 12/12/12. I don't know how old she is, doesn't matter after a certain age so she's at least that old. We were pretty close as toddlers...
The nurse asked me if I lived here alone. Yes, I do. She said it looked as if a man lived here. Right again. That tells me that I am missing out on an important part of female perspective. Yes, I do live alone so I don't pick up after myself as much as one should, I suppose. I guess I noticed and made many mental notes to get with the program and make the house a home instead of a dorm room. Holiday Break is coming up. Hey! Maybe I can do it then?
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