But aren’t they all Miranda Moments?

Sex and the City: a fantastic written show.  Can’t recall the season but remember when Miranda began chocking and she had to ram herself into a table to give herself the Heimlich?  And then she expressed to Carrie how she could die alone and then her cat would eat away at her dead body and nobody would be the wiser.  Yep.  not a pleasant thought.  But it was my EXACT thought after I had brushed my teeth in my violet painted mini bathroom and like a ninety year old woman or an infant, I totally forgot how to swallow and began to go blue.  I could not get air into my lungs.  Instead of a cat, Boo dog trotted in because he knew something was wrong (Delilah was later found playing with a ball on the bed, unconcerned).  As I should have been putting more concentration on oxygen my short lived Connecticut life flashed before me.  Couldn’t call KC because she was in Sweden and in a few days if this happens again, I won’t be able to call Kaylyn.  (side bar: another klan member is relocating) (side to the side bar: I will miss her so much) and then a swooshing thought: what am I doing here??  And then I began to nearly gag which must have broken the seal and in tiny gulps, I began to breathe.

They are all Miranda moments because at the end of the day, everyone must go it alone…right?  Even if your married…I think…at the end of the day, by ourselves we have to ensure that we are breathing life (events, choices, actions, relationships, battles, break-ups, changes, chances, moves)…at the end of the day…we still have to function as individuals.

Kaylyn says “why does life have to be this hard?”  I don’t know, love.  But at least outside of the Miranda Moments they are sandwiched with lasting friendships and glasses of chardonnay.