My granddaughter was having major surgery to repair her hip, the first of two such procedures. Of course I was worried.
So I started using magical thinking.
If I wore the upbeat green pants and the frog shirt, everything would be fine.
If, after mowing the (wet) grass to distract myself and to enable seeing what needed to be scooped, I had a cool shower, and a nap, everything would be okay.
If, as I redressed myself, I wore orange underpants, no one would mess with me. Who would challenge a woman who wears orange underpants? Everything would be all right.
After the nap, and dressing appropriately, in orange underpants, I prepared some lunch, and made a new batch of iced tea.
And here is my point: we often don’t know, until there is a crunch, how other people affect our day to day lives.
Step 1 – I was worried for my granddaughter.
Step 2 – I needed to replace the iced tea supply, which reminded me of how often I had done that for my grandson and granddaughter. I used a special tea that I can only obtain locally at the store where my granddaughter’s boyfriend works.
Step 3 – recognizing that in a short time, my granddaughter had touched my life in ways I had not considered.
Now the news has come that she is out of surgery, they had to use only three screws instead of screws and a titanium plate, and she is doing well.
Magical thinking has its purpose.