If you could recall your first visit to a doctor's office you would
remember feeling out of place.
Not exact matches
Get lost in people's eyes today and in swaths
of sun on any afternoon, and lose track
of time and get lost in a good book, and smile abundantly, till your cheek hurts, because you are alive after all, and you have time to
feel wind on your face and you have time to reach
out to one person and
remember how we all belong to each other and each
of us gets a
place to belong and the abundance
of your life is not measured in the ways you gained — but in what you gave away.
I can
remember a thousand tiny moments
of our days together that I
felt so present for... and yet I
feel as though I somehow have been cheated
out of time and we skipped a decade or so and we really can't be at this
place now, can we?
I
remember the moment I found
out I would be
placed in the Breast Cancer Clinic and my
feeling of dread.
The first time I set foot in a gym, I
remember feeling completely
out of place.
I still
remember her licking my face as we
placed her catheter (prior to any pain medication taking effect), I still
remember her family crying as they decided to euthanize her after failing to qualify for payments for her anticipated care costs, I still
remember the sinking
feeling in my stomach as I called my husband to inform him we were now the proud owners
of a pup that would require over 2 months
of care ranging in costs potentially exceeding $ 2000 (
of course with a plan to adopt her
out eventually), I still
remember the calm
of the intern working with me that night as he gently patted my shoulder and told me «you did a good thing», I still
remember all
of the orthopedic specialists working with me to heal her shattered ankle week after week after week as we replaced her bivalve cast (sometimes twice a week!)
You need to always
remember that travelling will end one day for you (if you want to argue with that take it as «you'll run
out of places to visit») and then you'd
feel the urge to get a job and set a family.
He should also
remember that a woman's house is more than just a
place to live, it in all its details is a reflection
of her personality and her very self, and if it's disorderly, even only temporarily, she
feels her very being is way
out of harmony.
It's important to
remember that new stepfamilies can
feel out -
of -
place, isolating, or even hostile to children, even if that isn't the intention
of a stepparent.
I don't
remember my arm ever falling into the side
of my bed though, so I'm guessing she waited for my arm to
feel heavy, and then got up and
out of bed to gently
place it by my side.