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Day 2379: Growing pains

Sometimes, when I’m trying to make sense of what’s happening with my country, I attribute it to growing pains.

Here’s a definition of growing pains:

grow·ing pains
/ˈɡrōiNG ˌpānz/
noun
neuralgic pains which occur in the limbs of some young children.
the difficulties experienced in the early stages of an enterprise.
“the growing pains of a young republic”

Earlier this week, Vivian (who continues to grow since co-facilitating Coping and Healing groups with me over a year ago), sent me this in a text message:

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Vivian (who is never a pain) also sent me this:

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Obviously, Frances Cannon has undergone some growing pains and we can all benefit from those.

Yesterday, after a day filled with some painful growth, I left a voicemail message for a lovely co-worker — who is experiencing some growing pains at work — suggesting that she take a break from her pain and anxiety about potentially doing the wrong thing,  by welcoming it.  While that may seem painfully counter-intuitive, that advice comes from my own experience.  In the 1990s, when I was experiencing growing pains and almost debilitating anxiety at my first social work internship, one morning I looked at myself in the mirror and said, “Ann!  Today you are going to celebrate making mistakes and enjoy people getting angry at you.” That self-intervention helped me tolerate the growing pains of becoming a social worker, working within a hospital system, and learning to be a group therapist.

Let’s see if there’s any evidence of growing pains in today’s pictures, shall we?

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It’s sometimes a pain for me to decide what music to include in these posts,  because there are so many choices! This image …

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… reminded me of the Pharrell Williams lyrics “Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof” so let’s do this:

Also, in honor of the Who being named world’s loudest  rock band in 1976 …

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… let’s do this, from an April 1, 1976 Who Concert in Boston (my hometown, where I’ve experienced lots of growing pains).

 

I’m looking forward to the comments section, below, growing with your comments.

 

Gratitude always helps with the pain of growing, so thanks to all who helped me create this “growing pains” post and — of course! — to YOU.

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Day 2143: Perfect servings

Yesterday, I saw this sign of perfect servings:

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Here are some non-perfect servings of my thoughts about that:

  • Who got to register the trademark of “”Perfect Servings”? Are they the only ones allowed to claim perfect servings now?
  • Every morning, I work to create a perfect-enough serving of words, images, and music to share here on WordPress.
  • This week was Veterans Day, honoring those who have served to perfect and preserve our freedoms.
  • Even though I believe that most people are wonderful, some people serving my country in leadership roles are as far from perfect as  I have ever witnessed.
  • I see myself as serving the patients at the hospital and often tell them, “I work for you.”   Those verbal servings are my attempt to perfect, adjust, and challenge the power differential in medical systems.
  • So many firefighters and other first responders are desperately serving in California, right now.
  • I’m still trying to perfect my photography skills, so I can present perfect servings of recent pictures:

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Here‘s a perfect serving of Neil Young, whose birthday was yesterday:

Finally here’s a perfect serving of thanks for all those who helped me create this post and — of course! — for YOU.

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Day 1795: Entitled

I think we’re all entitled to a definition of today’s title.

en·ti·tled
inˈtīdld,enˈtīdld
adjective
believing oneself to be inherently deserving of privileges or special treatment.

Yesterday, when I entered the group room, followed by the group members, an entitled person kept talking on the phone despite my  multiple requests that he vacate the room so I could start my patient group.

One group member who witnessed this wondered whether the young doctor  felt entitled to finish his  phone call because medical systems have a hierarchy.   I felt entitled to express my opinion that in any medical hierarchy, the patients should be on the top.

We are all entitled to our opinions.

I’m wondering if my photos from yesterday relate to today’s title of “Entitled.” In any case, I’m entitled to share them.

If we realize we are acting in an entitled way, we can always try again with more empathy and compassion.

Here’s “Entitled” by Leighton Meester:

I hope you know you are entitled to make a comment, below.

Everyone who helped me create this “Entitled” post is entitled to my sincere gratitude and so are you!

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