Karma's a Bitch

Recently I was chatting with a friend online when I reminded him that a comment he had made had come around full circle and bit him on the ass. He was talking about having to do housework while his husband was watching TV. He had just posted a comment about sitting with another househusband drinking coffee at the local beanery while making fun of all the people who had to work.
"Karma" I said.
To which he replied "So Karma really is a bitch."
"Yes, and a lying one at that!"
He said he knew there was a story there and would remind me of it later.

This isn't it.

Karma really can come and bite you in the ass. I prefer not to play with her right now and if I tell that story I was referring to with my friend I would be deeply afraid of the ramifications that would henceforth come my way. Superstitious you ask? No, not really. I just like to cover my bases and not take chances like that.  Besides I really don't want to delve into something from my past that may cause embarrassment to someone else as it doesn't paint that person in the best light.

This is more about my bad memory and having Robbie remind me of all sorts of stupid things. Like Karma wasn't who I wasn't the name of the woman I was thinking of. Karma is a very nice woman HE works with. My awful person has an entirely different name rendering my pun moot.

He's constantly having to remind me of appointments, commitments, dinner arrangements, what we're doing the next weekend and where I left my keys. I'd be concerned about memory loss but then I spot something shiny and that's the last of that thought. I'm serious about the shiny objects though. Distractions are the bane of my.... Oh look, Monica Potter is on TV.  I really liked her in Patch Adams. Didn't care for the movie that much but was really enamored with her. She looks like a blond version of Julia Roberts to me. Maybe they could play sisters in a movie together.

Again, I digress. There is a point (I think) to my ramblings and hopefully for your sake I'll get to it shortly. Karma. In popular western societal usage it seems to be referring to a payback for deeds committed good or bad. In cliches it would be defined as what goes around comes around. That is not something I wish to happen to me.  Plus the fact that whenever I bring up someone's name from the past, they seem to have a way of manifesting their way into my present. So I'm choosing not to sling Karmic Krap out there and have it land on my face.

That brings me to my point. Several people have suggested that I write about the events that have happened over my 51+ years that have made me who I am. To do so would be naming names and keeping a ledger. I know that the tell-all memoirs are hot right now - especially ones that tell how people have overcome adversity to become the person they are today. Strong. Determined. Wise. One person in the tell-all camp said that if people don't want to be seen in a unflattering light they wouldn't do things to cause hurt. On the other side of the argument a very dear friend said she actively chose not to tell certain things in her memoirs knowing that she would hurt people near and dear to her. Even in that very conscience decision she still inadvertently hurt some people anyway. And just how wise can someone be by inflicting pain on those people who have caused pain? Sure, they may be strong and determined in doing so, I'm just not sure how wise that is.

Almost Clouds

Photo by Amanda Milloway from her Facebook page

There are people who are meant to do great things and we are all better for having them among us. Today is the day to remember one of them and honor a friend who was on this planet oh so briefly. She was someone I never had the privilege of meeting in person but could call friend anyway. Even though we were separated by hundreds of miles we were friends brought together through someone else's blog. We became friends on Facebook and celebrated each other's milestones and achievements, and grieved our losses together.

I'm not going to go into detail with what happened because frankly I don't know them or need them. All I know is that Amanda Burgess Milloway is no longer with us and that grieves me deeply. There are many things I could say that frankly seem empty and hollow. I'll just let this speak of her although it too is inadequate in its telling of the person we lost: http://www.memorialsolutions.com/sitemaker/memsol.cgi?user_id=752273