Last night I had a Papa Bowl from Papa John because they are relatively soft on my teeth. I still managed to bite down wrong and the front tooth that had been bothering me so much fell out. Today my mouth hurts significantly less. I have taken my teeth for granted my entire life, and this afternoon I was able to enjoy a hamburger for the first time in a long time. I know it probably won’t be my last. but I ate it like it would be. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, but my mouth is racing ahead faster than my heart and my brain. I am trying to be grateful for all three today. None of them are promised for tomorrow. I hope to live for many more years, but I think I’ve got to start being a little more gentle on myself if I’m going to do it. It’s a little easier right now when all my basic needs are met. But I’d still like a life that is much softer. Comfort in my old age.
19 March 2023
Latter Day Sinner 