Wednesday, June 11, 2008

The Big Bamboo

I think Rumi and his Whirling Dervishes were onto something: There exists no sadness so profound that a good "Jamaican Dance Mix" CD and some "crazy dance" can't cure.

I have a good co-worker. He, happily married for 21 years (retired Navy Diver who everyone jokes spent a little too much time being oxygen-deprived) and a 4 year veteran of working in Afghanistan, puts up with my moodiness and does more than his part to give me a good kick in the arse when I feel too sorry for myself. He also has a great sense of humor and just returned from vacationing in Jamaica. This morning, I walked into a song by a Jamaican calypso band about a Big Bamboo playing nearly full blast on our little bose computer speakers ... he wouldn't even meet my eyes as he said, "I read your blog yesterday, young lady. You dance in the back of the office - I'll dance up here in the front."
And so it went. Like two ships passing in the night, so close but so far away, we each jammed in our separate corners of this little world and cared not that our clothes were not too small and that our socks do not match.

Then he gifted me with some fly strips and fabric softener dryer sheets and reminded me that today is a brand new day. Maybe I CAN make it 47 more days. Now I just gotta go on a hunger strike so I can fit into my clothes for the flight home :-).

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jamaca Mon! What a great way to start a new day! Aren't Angels wonderful....ALWAYS there when we need them! :) Tell him thanks, I owe him one! ;)

Anonymous said...

Pissy,

Be careful with that music! Remember how Kaylyn came about? I mean, you weren't there, but you know what I'm sayin'! What a great way to start your day and I'm jealous. I believe I will try that out on all my children and see how their mood enhances?! Love YOU!!!!!!!