On Tuesday my grandmother went to the doctor because her heart has been acting up again. The doctor told her what needs to be done, but she is still deciding if she's got the fight left in her to go through with it. I don't know how many years is too many, nor how many is too many to be alone, but I think she might have a word or two to say about it. I overheard a conversation in the form of a prayer once, "Harold, it was awfully cruel and unfair for you to leave me when I still have so much time left before I can follow."
On Wednesday my brother crashed (maybe totaled) the car that I so carefully purchased before I realized it was the completely wrong choice for me. I don't know how much damage is too much to fix, but I do know that 1 car is too few cars for my family to drive.
On Thursday one of my students gave me a bracelet. It is made of links of silver crosses filled with colorful jewels. Although the crosses won't make me think of Jesus, they will remind me of the power of human relationships. I don't know how much I have taught them about math, nor what I have taught them about anything else, but I know I will never forget everything they have taught me. Never underestimate what you can do for a person, nor what a person can do for you.
On Friday someone said the word "crab cakes" and it brought tears to my eyes. Memories of warm rides, leathers, and concerts came like a flash flood. I don't know how far is too far, but I do know that this much is too much. Never underestimate what you can do for a person, nor what a person can do for you.
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