Cream-covered cupcakes and no-fault insurance,
No big surprises and endless assurance,
Wild geese that fly with my cares on their wings,
These are a few of my favourite things.
I’ve been putting together a playlist
of my favourite attachments.
Oh, the delight I feel
when I hear the opening bars of each song.
Top of the list is
All By Myself, May that Never Be
followed by
Money, Come My Way.
Then those old favourites
Everybody Loves Somebody and that Somebody Is Me
Let It Be My Way,
I Must Get Some Satisfaction
and
It’s a Wonderful World,
the extended version that includes this verse
“I see days without fears
sleep-filled nights
people forgive
my oversights,
and I say to myself,
“I’m a wonderful girl.”
When those songs play,
my anxieties are appeased.
I can hold onto the belief
that I will finally arrive
and be what I always wanted to be:
Practically Perfect in Every Way.
Thomas Merton once said, “We should all get down on our knees right now
and thank God we can’t live the way we want to.”
— James Finley, Turning to the Mystics, Meister Eckhart, Dialogue 4.



