Monday, March 10, 2008

BufBloPoFo DayTen:

I hate to take my one topic free day and use it on somber news, but it’s really all that’s on my mind at the moment.

I just found out that a girl named Monique died today. I never met her, but she was only a year ahead of me at the law school. I recognize her name. I don’t think I’d have been able to pick her out of a crowd or anything.

I occasionally have to stop and check out exactly where I’m standing in relation to where I’ve been, and where I think I’ll be in the future. Am I doing something that’s worthwhile? Am I putting myself through an experience right now that isn’t going to return some (hopefully, large) benefit someday?

I have faith in the fact that yes: this is all for the greater good. Honestly, if I didn’t have that, well, I’d be playing a lot more guitar hero, I’lltellyouwhat. No – who am I kidding? If I didn’t believe with all my heart that this journey is just a means to an end, I’d be curled in a sweaty fetal position under my desk, hoping no one asked me any tough questions.

I didn’t know Monique, but I know one thing about her – she had balls the size and mass of ordinance used in Civil War cannons. The lady knew – SHE KNEW – about her cancer, about her chances, about the fact that the means and the end were pretty much the same thing for her...

...and she still finished her classes.
...and she still graduated.
...and she still. took. the. bar.

God love her, she still sat through the bar. It’s a test that seeks to determine how much you learned during your three years in law school. How much did you understand? How much do you remember? But Monique took that about ten layers deeper and proved how great a lawyer she’d be. Want to know what’s wrong with the legal industry today? It’s that there aren’t enough people in it like Monique.

Okay, I’m tempted to joke around here about trying to drum up excitement for a blogging project (a bloject?) and then talking about mortality, but I don’t think I need to cover for myself. Especially because I talked about testicles, which are hilarious and entertaining in any context.

Aside from my rather sobering post here, I have to say I’m continually amazed by how many people are participating in the monster that is BufBloPoFo08. Damn straight this’ll be annual. (And if that makes you queezy, just note you’re FOUR DAYS AWAY FROM MISSION COMPLETION. It’s the day before the day before the day before the last day of BufBloPoFo08!)

All that said, since I haven’t had a chance to read everyone else’s posts today, I’m turning the reigns over to a master interviewer...

BufBloPoFo Topic for Day 11: Answer these questions:

1. What is your favorite word? What is your least favorite word?
2. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? What turns you off?
3. What sound or noise do you love? What sound or noise do you hate?
4. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? What profession would you not like to do?
5. What is your favorite curse word?
6. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?


Joelle said...

On our Vegas morning radio show, they were commenting about what people say or do after they have sex. So there's one for..

Annie said...

Mike- what a great testament to such an amazing girl. I took care of her when she was first diagnosed and everyday when I walked in the room she would be sitting there... hooked up to all these tubes and machines with books spread across her bed studying for the bar. I found it amazing then, in face of being diagnosed with something so terrible she felt it necessary to trudge through and achieve her goals. It was very inspirational.

Bryan Mahoney said...

On today's topic,

Doesn't the beard guy ask about swear words too?

Garvey said...

Joelle - Nice one! Oh, wait, no, sorry. I have three sisters who would feel inclined to answer, so I think we'll just let that one stay in Vegas.

Annie - Lisa told me the two of you got to know her a little. You're two of the lucky ones, I say.

Mahooch - Doh! Stupid internets. I'll fix it.

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry to hear of the loss of such an amazing woman. She truly is an inspiration.

Scott said...

When you're watching a loved one fight cancer, the absolute last thing in the world you want them to do is withdraw from life. The most difficult day of my life was 9 months after my mother was diagnosed, because it was then that she admitted defeat and told me that she was going to die. One month later, she was gone.