The Miracle Of Life?

The Miracle of Life?

We all look at life as a miracle. But it's a miracle compared to what? Everything we experience in life is a part of the "miracle" of life, so where is the comparator that makes us look at life as a miracle? Considering this, it can easily be said that there is nothing so fantastic as to compare to our own existence. ~ Trabue Gentry

Of Agoraphobia and Pogo - More on my early battle with Agoraphobia 

Pictured above is the adorable cartoon character, Pogo, by Walt Kelly with a balloon quote appropriate to this story. There truly is no greater enemy than one's own self, as any good and learned agoraphobic will advise you.

I loved the newspaper comics. They’re easier reading for dyslexics and those w ADD. Besides, they have pictures! I loved Beetle Bailey, Our Boarding House and, my favorite, Pogo. I subscribed to the local newspaper which was delivered right to my door each day. But getting to the comics was a problem. It meant that I had to go outside. Oh dear. But I wasn’t daunted. I was determined and became creative.

Step One, Getting to the newspaper: I would stand w my back to the front door, reach for the door knob behind me and open the door. Being careful not to go to far, I would step out backwards until I could grab the newspaper, quickly step back inside and close and lock the door. Walla! I had my newspaper w the least amount of anxiety possible. I couldn’t look at the front page or any of the other sections, only the comics section, soooo…

Step Two, Getting to the comics: To solve this problem I would roll the rubber band off the newspaper, keeping the newspaper rolled up, and then thumb through the edges until I found the distinctive borders of the comics section. I would then pull and hold on to the comics section as the rest of the newspaper unrolled and hit the floor. Wow! I had my comics and little damage done to my fragile nerves. I’d gather the undesirable sections off the floor and throw them away, then indulge myself in my comics. Whew! ~ Trabue Gentry

This is a bridge in Paris. You hang locks on it with the name of you & your boyfriend/girlfriend/best-friend then throw the key into the river. So even though the friend/relationship may end, you can’t remove the lock. It stays there forever, as relevance to someone once a part of your life.

Cool concept. Good or bad, all relationships are a part of our individual history. They help to shape us and define us. And we should be respectful of our current partner’s past relationships. They were important once and they will always have a certain relevance. ~ Unknown