I ran Friday morning and spent this weekend recharging with friends. I considered (briefly) a run Saturday, but gave in to the need for sleep instead. Not running for two days is fine. I know this.
Friday night brought Happy Hour at The Harp. I drank a little too much and laughed my silly ass off. I think we've got one more for our cruise in October so talking with him about the trip made me even more happy. Planning travel always makes me happy. I listened to my friends tell hilarious stories, I felt calm and loved and most of all, at peace.
I bought a new dress Saturday morning. It's all ruffles and beads and quite girly. I'm looking forward to finding an opportunity to wear it. Saturday night brought dinner and dancing with Janet and Laurel. They're two of my best friends. We can get out on the dance floor, just us girls and not worry about having to dance with guys if we don't want to. I didn't want to. I'm not there yet.
Today I drove over to China Town for dim sum with the gang. We enjoyed a tasty lunch, then walked around Hong Kong City Mall and marveled at all the delicacies. I passed on purchasing my groceries there, opting instead to stop at Central Market on the way home for organic berries and yogurt. Gotta get back on the healthy bandwagon I've been riding so successfully. I'm enjoying it, after all.
My weekend hasn't been all roses. I received word that a former colleague was murdered. I was saddened, but honestly not as shocked as I could have been. My heart has been hardened by the darkness that occurs in the world and this is just one more of those events. I feel sympathy for his family and I know that his patients are certainly reeling at the news. He was a gifted Physician and he performed much service for his community.
My phone rang this afternoon and I had a potentially difficult conversation which turned out better than I expected. Looking back on this weekend, I wondered if I'd written anything that could apply to where I am, my frame of mind. I remembered that I'd started something for NPR's "This I Believe". I found it in my archives. I haven't finished it. I've barely started. I think it's fine, just fine, considering my actions lately and in the setting of hearing that someone I know has been struck down so violently - so suddenly.
This is what I wrote:
"I believe in being honest with myself."
That' all I've done so far. I think it's enough for now.
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That's a... remarkable thing to hear. I don't understand how you can find yourself "not as shocked as you could have been". Is "physician" considered a particularly high-risk job over there?
ReplyDeletevet, it's not something I'm proud to say...that I'm not shocked. I think it's partly living in a city with a high crime rate. I'm sure I've been desensitized. Not a good thing. I'm certain there will be more details to come about this particular crime. Should it be random, that would be horrific, of course. The victim of the crime had extraordinarily high profile, international connections and therefore, my lack of surprise.
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