A Lesson in judging Sight Unseen
I had George read me the card that he told me, had come in the mail.
my gut said ” no!”
I was away downstate, and so much had been making my mind go ballistic, that i was almost ready to say
my curiosity won again..
what I pictured in my mind was so much worse than what I just looked at,
having shoved it under a pile of magazines on the dining room table when i came home Saturday
filled with worry at what it might do to me.
i had already raged to my two sisters about what i thought it said
when George read it to me Friday.
Now that I see what it says and how it had been written and it’s feeble presentation
I can only find pity
another good thing is that
right now in these very moments
there is a calm smile
on my face
as I type
to be continued, I’m sure…….