sometimes life it gives you a surprise

so says bruna. the other day she said that to me as she was leaving her house on second ave near commercial drive. bruna had a stroke last year and is recovering. she looks good. i'm not sure how old bruna would be but if i was to hazard a guess i'd say bruna's nearing 80. i'm also sure bruna's been hanging around hippy central long before it was hippy and new hippy central. but what she said, about her stroke, is so true. sometimes life just hands you a big surprise and you have to deal with it as best you can. she is.
i often complain, and maybe rightly so, about life and the hand i've been dealt - but in reality, it ain't that bad. sometimes it takes something like seeing bruna with her walker, or someone close to me losing someone to cancer or tom's death or....to make me give my head a shake.
sometimes life does give you a surprise. not always a good surprise. a friend i hadn't spoken to in a long time e.mailed me out of the blue the other day and gave me a short recap of her life over the last few years. her husband had been killed in a motorcycle crash and she was now living in sask. with her two kids - making the best if her new life with her new husband. surprise. another long time friend, who i had also not spoken to in a while but who had e.mailed a year ago, on what seemed like at the time, the verge of suicide or at the very least a nervous breakdown, e.mailed me to tell me he had just finished a graphic design course and was looking for work. surprise. i thought he was dead - i mean that. and i'm glad he's not. sometimes he denies that we're close but he knows in his heart that i love him - whether he likes it or not.
sure, i've been kicked out of bomber hockey for four games, i haven't worked full time on a film in a few too many months and i could use a magic pill for my alergies...buit i haven't had a stoke (yet..) and i don't have cancer - that i know of. pretty good all things considered.
today is mother's day and i have been truly blessed with a mom that is so incredibly great that i can only hope others have a mother half as great as issy. because even at that, they would have a great mom. everyone loves issy, and for good reason.
i had to cut a couple lawns today and did a couple yesterday but have been feelibg a little less than fantastic...maybe it's the alergies or the weather or both, but i'm still getting that damn grass cut. grass waits for no man, not even me. and so it will be again tomorrow that i'll get up and cut a few more tomorrow and as i'm making my cuts, i will talk to myself, think werid thoughts and make up senarios in my head that will never ever happen but that are fun to think about. i like that about cutting grass, you can think whatever you want and live somewhere else for a few hours. it sounds hokey and almost hippy, but i like it for that.

thanks.

g. xo