A June Bride And A Feather Bed-- a nod to a cancer survivor
"My lord, it's hotter than a June bride in a feather bed, out there."
I had never heard this expression before, and not only did it make me smile, it gave me a great title for an article.
This descriptive little gem made me think of a co-worker from many years ago, a woman who became a cancer survivor, and though we have long since gone our separate ways-- her influence has stayed with me. Every Friday she would leave work for a couple of hours to go and get her "Nuke Juice" as she described. She lost her hair and eyebrows, hugged the toilet on a regular basis, and while going through all of this part of her mental therapy was to make a written list and title it "Things I Like." She was to write down something on this list everyday—something she liked. I remember thinking what a wonderful idea for someone who is going through something so horrible.
When her chemo started to truly takes its toll, she brought the list into work and pinned it up on a board. She asked us co-workers to add along with her, because it was getting harder and harder for her to find something she liked on a daily basis. It never occurred to me how therapeutic this could be for a person in general. Making oneself aware of something they like everyday. There were about twenty of us co-workers at the time, and this list not only became very long, but also very interesting and entertaining.
Some of the things people wrote were very sweet. Such as: "I like how my mother gives great bear-hugs."
Or, "I like it when my cat purrs, even though sometimes it wakes me up."
"I like kissing my husband good morning and goodnight."
"I like kissing my wife in general."
Some were a bit more eclectic: "I like waking up without a foot cramp."
"I like twirling my spaghetti really fast."
"I like it when my tattoo doesn't itch."
"I like it when my roommate doesn't leave hair on the soap."
Sometimes one could tell the kind of day a person was having: "I like it when I DON'T have a flat tire."
"I like it when I take a spoonful of my cereal and the milk's still good."
"I like it when my wife doesn't nag so much."
"I like it when my husband can kiss my a##!"
Yet I'll never forget the day, when in my brave co-worker's handwriting, I saw scribbled at the bottom—"I really like reading this list."
What does any of this have to do with the heat, a June bride and a featherbed? Not a thing --"I really like that expression."
© 2012 Gina Baxter