Yesterday while helping at the spaghetti dinner,
I saw a family with young kids and offered them diapers.
I went to the basement and dug through the donated personal hygiene items
(diapers, tampons, napkins, adult underwear, etc.) to find the correct size.
In my search, I happened upon a package that looked like this:
My personal motto is also a brand of adult underwear?
My hand-made, special-order, one-of-a-kind bracelet that I haven’t removed
since artist Laura Hamor mailed it to me in September 2009
might conjure images of incontinence?
I stared at the package, stunned, and gave myself a few seconds to mourn.
Then I started thinking about the situation in broader terms.
Lots of those product names would make great mottos for inspirational or philosophical bracelets:
DEPENDS (for those trying to remember to make nuanced decisions).
ALWAYS (for those professing undying love).
WHISPER (for those struggling to find their "inside voice").
So, I’ve decided I’m going to keep wearing my bracelet
but I’ve also resolved to be more diligent about doing Kegels.