Wisdom Teeth

As I sit at my parents’ house recovering from the two wisdom teeth that were so viciously extracted from my unsuspecting mouth yesterday morning, I find myself once again reflecting on my so-called life. To say the past year has been hard for me would be a colossal understatement.

Let's recap: my seemingly ideal husband cheated on me, I filed for divorce, moved out of my picture perfect “Stepford Wives” house and into an overpriced 1-bedroom condo, I became the primary caregiver of an over-zealous Boston Terrier, the real estate market crashed, I had emergency surgery to remove my gallbladder, I gained nearly 15 lbs. and most recently I came to the startling realization that I may need to file for bankruptcy in the very near future!

But here I am… alive, healthy and with two giant holes currently exposed in both corners of my gums! Now I know that having my wisdom teeth removed isn’t exactly equivalent to all the hardships I have recently endured but still I find myself milking my all-too-common dental procedure for much more than it’s worth and enjoying all of the plush comforts of my loving parent’s home. If you ask me, I deserve it! And my parents (bless their hearts) would be the first to agree.

Mom is in the kitchen making dinner. Dad is outside playing with Larry. And I’m on the computer with my “I Love Mom” bell nearby just in case of emergencies. And by emergency I mean in case I get thirsty or hungry or both. So yes, it’s fair to say that while I’ve been dealt numerous bad hands over the past year, I’ve been immensely fortunate when it comes to family. So tonight, as I sleep in my childhood bedroom, I will say a prayer for my parents and thank God for all of their love and support! It feels good to be home again!