Loss and Distruction

This happened. My cup! It met its demise. I’m honestly really sad.

Sometimes it feels like the universe is conspiring to teach me something.

Lately, the lesson is this:

Don’t get attached, things are just things. Things are always changing. Life is in constant flux. I can be okay without. That gripping thing they mention in yoga, don’t do it. The little monkey who won’t let go, but can’t pull his hand from the hole unless he does.

I’m figuring out new ways to do many things. My mind is busy. There is something fun about navigating new things. Some brain experts suggest that doing every day things like brushing our teeth with the opposite hand is good for our brain. I imagine this is a little like that.

But my cup!!!!! I miss it already, it’s only been a few hours since this happened. I loved my giant cup, I haven’t been dehydrated since it came to me as a good bye gift from my good friend. It wasn’t just a cup, it gave me a sence of security. These days I never know where I’ll be going next or for how long. Unpredictability is probably good for my brain too, but now I need a new cup.

PS (the next day)

So today guess what arrived in the mail? I left a cup just like my pink one, (only lavender), at a friends house in CA. I thought it was lost forever, but she found it and sent it. Not even twenty four hours after losing my pink one, it landed back in my life. Timing is so interesting. We also found a missing car key fob that we all spent days searching for. I kept thinking it wasn’t really lost. It was just hiding and would eventually fall out, which is practically what happened. It was in G’s moms purse all along.