Thursday, June 28, 2012
Failure of a Writ: Lessons from June Carter Cash
Methinks my Writ of Hocus Pocus lacked the proper amount of Umph. Now, there are the hours, and minutes, and the seconds which pass in a blur of tears. We are back to the Anatomy of a Meltdown times ten. June Carter Cash would never act this way. No Sirree. She's fluff her hair, hang in there, paint some pottery, sing a few songs, know that life is long, and some things are worth waiting on. And June knew how to wait. No sobbing. No fretting. No self loathing. No, June knew both her strengths and her weakness and walked in confidence. I need to learn to do the same.