Being Mom and Dad

Do you know the way home?  There is much to recommend sitting down and accepting certain things.  The lost keys and the unremembered task can wait.  Consciousness ought to focus on what is readily digestible and let the stomach churnings, metaphysical or actual, do their own work without anxious encouragement or fearful condemnation.  It's an autonomous organ in the involuntary muscles category so let go of control that you never had to begin with.  You must rest.  Really, be kind to yourself.  Enquire after your own health. Do it often.  Those concerns of others, while lovely, are simply not expressed frequently enough to sufficiently soothe and cradle your fretting little noggin.  Be realistic: folks are minding their own business, as Hank Williams urgently recommended.  He further strongly suggested: "if you mind your own business you'll stay busy all the time" (hence, you won't pout over imagined neglect).  Popping a homemade personal pizza in the microwave or brewing that fresh cup of java just for yourself are surely creature comforts along with that favorite old sweater that substitute, well, fairly well for that hug or silent gladness for your presence that Dad's mildness always conveyed.  Hear a hortatory voice in your head reminding you of something requiring your attention?  O.K., you knew you wouldn't forget it completely.  That's years of good training by Mom.  It may go off in your brain like an alarm clock, but just stop procrastinating and get it done and you'll be done with it.  Wash those dishes: don't wish 'em away.  It all comes to pass and the magic is all in your understanding that there isn't any except the wonder in your heart, head and willing hands.