Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Solitaire



We did get Rojo an iPad for Christmas, and a friend of mine with one mentioned that solitaire was highly addicting, so, naturally, within ten minutes of her telling me that, I'd loaded that app and was well on my way to developing a problem.

You can play a game in 2-3 minutes, so easy to say, "Oh, just one more..." until pretty soon you've pissed away an hour or three. There must be something about the game that occupies the right hemisphere of the brain, allowing the left brain to be free to roam. I find myself getting almost trance-like while playing, deeply relaxed and reflective, rather than obsessive. Let's just say it's working for me - that's my story and I'm sticking with it.

My dad taught me how to play solitaire (and other card games). He had such a sharp mind, could always see and explain strategy, was always three steps ahead of me. I realize now, at almost 50, how exasperating I must have been for him - not as quick, not as ambitious, not as competitive, no matter how hard he tried to get me to be. When I finally made up my mind about where I was going to go to college and told him, he was underwhelmed. When I finally decided in my sophomore year I'd be a teacher, again, underwhelmed. I always felt like he was disappointed, that the bar was too high for me, that nothing I did made him happy.

During my hours of solitaire, I've been able to see it a different way. As a woman now with a daughter choosing between the very college I went to and one that's "better," I see how a parent could feel the way he did. No matter what she chooses she'll be fine, and I will not be disappointed, she can and does make me happy, and I hope she feels she clears the bar every day, all day long. It's just that I think she's great, and is headed for greatness, and want greatness for her. But what is "greatness?"

Although I am a long way away from being the doctor my father hoped I'd be, don't have an impressive resume, haven't done a lot that the world might call "great," my life has been, and is, indeed, great. I know that if my father were here he'd agree. I am happy. I have ALL my needs and damn near all my wants met. I have tons of people that love and care for me. I have laughter, I have health, I have, by all definitions that count, greatness.

I'd say the iPad has already paid for itself.

6 comments:

fullsoulahead.com said...

HT plays solitaire all the time. I honestly think it is a form of meditation.

fullsoulahead.com said...

And your life, all of it....is a resounding "great" success.

Love.

Elizabeth said...

Don't you just love the swooshing sound at the end if you win?

kario said...

Are you freaking kidding me? You are one of the most impressive people I know. Honestly, Carrie!

And solitaire. Don't get me started. I play it on my iPhone whenever I have a few free minutes. My stepfather taught me to play the "Vegas" way, so I set it to keep score that way and lose lots of money. Keeps me from going to Vegas and doing it for 'real.'

How does Rojo like the iPad? ;-)

Leslie at SugarAndSpiceADK. said...

You are one of the most successful, brilliant people that I have ever known, girl....and by the way, I am OBSESSED by solitaire on my IPhone, and have to force myself to stop playing, daily! Great minds think alike, no?

terry said...

I had somehow missed this...so glad I returned!