I'm from the future - Silly Sixty: Day 10

the promised land.

Shortly after the therapist assured me that I was not crazy “and she knows how to evaluate that” - I decided to stare at her intently and arrange the following words into a sentence:

”You see, I come from the future.”

“Say what?” she says - there is a glimpse of ‘what in the world?’ in her eyes.

She looks confused, maybe just a bit concerned. But she knows me by now. I say things purely for the effect at times: “You’re going to have to expand on that.”

I explain: My Mom grew up in the war. She knew what it takes to survive a war. The skills she perfected, the skills she passed along were - the life she taught us to live - the things she knew were the skills you needed to survive a war.

I know what those skills are. I have some of them.

I know how to prepare for our future, because I have seen it.

It’s a good future once you get beyond the ugly present and past.

And seeing the past for what it was - is part of the medicine

we have to swallow -

to get to the other side.