How I’m getting through the afternoon:
You know how there’s a point in the day when you just need to do something completely mindless to get your focus back? Yeah, that just happened and it involved Cookie Monster, with whom I’ve been rediscovering lately thanks to Sesame Street’s Twitter account.
They tweet remarks from the whole gang but Cookie’s are by far my favorite. Some of his greatest pearls of wisdom:
Me tried fat-free, sugar-free, gluten-free cookie today. Or, as me like to call it: crime against humanity.
What it feel like when me eat cookie? It like a party in me mouth and everyone invited.
And Wikipedia is rife with fun facts about my boy Cookie, like his name, before he discovered his favorite treat and was rechristened the Cookie Monster, was Sid.
OK, back to work.
Elmo, his cousin Jessie and Miss Katie
I lost my dad almost six months ago. I’ll spare you the details, but here’s a link to the one of the many stories written about what happened and how my wonderful family was completely blind-sided. I’ve had a really tough time talking about it with just about everyone. I feel funny talking to my mom and brothers about it because they’re going through it too and there’s no need to burden them with how I feel. I’ve never really been one to share my emotions (probably the result of a childhood spent being overly sensitive to just about everything) so now, almost half a year later, I’m giving it a shot here and pretending no one is reading (because, very likely, they’re not).
So far, amid the awkward advice people try to offer and platitudes that get repeated often, the only thing that has really made any sense to me at all has been a Sesame Street special called “When Families Grieve.” I don’t know if it’s that the hour-long show is just really well done (it is) or if I’m just so emotionally stunted that at 25, the best way for me to deal with my feeling is with Elmo (probably both). Continue reading