Parents

I had a hard time falling asleep last night. I got to thinking existential thoughts and ended up feeling fairly insignificant in the context of the galaxy, universe and multiverse. Instead of focusing exclusively on those thoughts I tried thinking of some positive things and I decided that I am going to post some positive things along with my usual bitching and complaining here. So, sit back and enjoy volume 1 of "Positive Distractions."

Dad
One thing that came to mind last night was about my dad. I was hanging out by the barn as a child. I have no idea how old I was at the time, but I was definitely under 10. I don't even remember where I fell, but my knee landed on an old board with a rusty nail sticking out of it. The nail went into my knee. I don't remember a ton of the details, but I clearly remember my dad carrying me up the hill to my grandparents' house as I was crying. I have no recollection of if I ended up going to the emergency room or hospital. To this day, when the light strikes my knee just right I can still see the scar.

Mom
As a teenager I saw a dermatologist in a town 45 minutes away. My mom always drove me there and back. I'll always remember the conversations we would have on those drives. I enjoyed that time and those conversations with my mom. Looking back on it, it was rather impressive that we could still have meaningful conversations even through those adolescent years when in general kids don't want to have anything to do with parents.