Why Worry?

As my birthday approaches, March 31st, I feel as if the NCAA had me in mind when it came up with "March Madness". They used the moniker to describe the emotional energy expended and the roller-coaster ride of emotions over which college basketball fans endure/enjoy/despair. I've come through many a season and now find myself thinking not of b-ball but of my current state of existence, a caught-in-the-middle limbo between the feeling of an enjoyable future out there somewhere and the constantly frustrating hell of wondering when will I be able to get on with my life. Each day brings a new obstacle in one form or another, the legal system just wasn't made for the dissolving of a marriage. Nothing could ever prepare anyone for divorce, but I wouldn't wish the pain?, anger?, sorrow?, tearing out one set of feelings and finding others to replace them? on anyone who really gave a damn about his family. Madness? ABSOLUTELY! March? Another month with no end in site. A Birthday? "Another day older and deeper in debt" plus the added year bringing you one more reason to enjoy however many you may have left. Today I can walk, talk,eat and perform an infinite number of other useless, truly enjoyable or meaningful tasks. But if a truck changes that tomorrow, the madness only changes shape, and if I'm not here to answer the questions it poses then others may find the answers and CBS will have its catch-phrase all to itself. The others will have to fit the answers to their own questions. I just hope they don't have March birthdays or if they do, they find the answers to the madness give them the power to make their lives a joyous celebration as if they have won the biggest prize they have sought.