My mother called me yesterday and told me that my sister had a mole removed from her leg and the doctors found it be cancerous. My sister has been known to lay out the in the sun a little too long, but at only age 30, the percentages were definitely on her side for this very thing not to occur.
Today I was creating my "to-do" list for work and I list 1) finish up taxes (yes I know, they’re late), 2) some items regarding my daily job, and 3) call mom about Shannon.
It struck me as odd (and made me a little depressed) that I would have to created an item #3.
Sometimes within my work I reach a level of focus for which all outside influences disappear and time is nonexistent. But with this hyperfocus, there’s a definite emotional disconnect. And for the first time I am wondering what loved ones that have become second class to this overly stimulated way of working.
In the end, I feel incredibly guilty for making my sister’s condition just another checklist item. I’m not sure what to make of this.
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