| I certainly did. In fact, the opening paragraphs of this piece immediately brought me back to my own state of mind when my Mom was diagnosed with cancer. There was at least a year long period in which my thoughts darted and weaved wildly, with every mix of emotion, all at once. “I need to finish this bug fix. But first I should get some coffee. That coffee in the hospital was so warm and comforting, in that styrofoam cup. Just what I needed in the waiting room… which is when the doctor told me her prognosis. “Six months, he said. F*k. How can I do this? I need lots of coffee. But coffee is reminding me of bad things. How will I ever drink coffee again? Would be a shame to never drink coffee, though… it’s a big industry after all. Wonder what it looks
Like to pick coffee beans? Bet it would be nice to just be picking coffee beans without any other care. But I have my own job to do… that bug fix. I’ll do that instead.” Random thoughts of work, grief, jokes, and childlike daydreaming, all running together. All day. Every day. The author of this captured this feeling insanely well, whether that was intended or not. I can also relate in the sense that, that period of my life was perhaps one of the more intense periods of self improvement and introspection I’ve had. Something about having so many thoughts, and needing to channel them to something positive to overcome the blatant and glaring negative, led to growth as a software developer, in some cruel way. That aside, the rest of the piece is timely and relevant for me now. I feel like there’s so much I can relate to regarding “resistance” and self doubt. Of casting aside bad criticisms from incapable critics as the author described from her MFA experience. My heart is with the author through all of this. I hope to follow more of her work. |