Lonely games lost against you.
Not too long ago, I bought K a copy of “Oh, The Places You’ll Go!” by Dr. Seuess. I’ve purchased this book a few times prior, but interestingly never for a child. Instead, it’s become a go-to gift for friends and family who graduate from high school or college.
Once upon a time, about a decade ago, I was in college, working towards my B.A. in Early Childhood Education. In one of my classes, our professor would gift us, upon completion of a big project, with little quotes from “Places”. I still have one of them now, protected a little plastic frame. The book, full of those classic Suessian rhymes, is so surprisingly deep. It marked on my mind, “Life can be so incredibly hard. Sometimes, you’ll fail. But with brains and determination, you can pick yourself up and keep going.” These are messages that could be taken universally, but often did not stick in the five year old kids I’d babysit’s little worlds. So I saved it for the grown-ups who were at crossroads, and gave the kiddies “Green Eggs & Ham” (which I think could benefit a bunch of grownups I know, too…).
K’s copy has pretty much become Z’s now. She brings me the book every. single. day. Many times, three. times. a. day. In re-reading repeatedly, it’s sing-songy verses are now seeping into my thick skull. While I was reading it yesterday, I got stuck on a particular passage, the one pictured above. Hmm…
My ugliest, nastiest battles have been against me. I am my worse enemy.
I thought of this when I wrote my friend April about an incident that occured over the weekend between me and K. I wrote:
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