Relief. At least for now.
After 35 days of enormous stress, I feel a bit like a mack truck has run over me. It has been an incredible amount of stress to endure, sitting, waiting, watching, counting every penny to try to make it last.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, let me catch you up.
There are certain times of the year that are hard for me and this is one of those times. This week marks the 9th anniversary of my father’s death.
Death is not an easy subject for most of us. We don’t like to talk or think about it. When we have to speak of it, we use “soft” words and phrases, like the person passed. And we certainly don’t like to be reminded of it. We tend to shrug it off as if death, and the resulting grief, are something we can just do and move on.
Death and grief are inevitable in this life. The one experience that we will all share.
We all play the “what if” game. What if we had gone to a different school. What if we had taken that job or turned down another. What if we had turned left instead of right.
I believe that it’s human nature to imagine life differently than what it is. To speculate how our life would be had we taken another path. Imagination is a good thing. It can spur change, make us reach for something we might not otherwise have tried.
Ever have days where you “should be” doing something? And probably something “productive”? But instead, you engage in, well, nothing.
Then you read these articles about what successful people, like Richard Branson, Arianna Huffington, and Bill Gates, do before 7am. And you feel like a complete failure because you struggled just to get up and put pants on today. (And when you realize it’s Saturday, you grab the yoga pants instead.)
Ever feel like this?
That was my day yesterday. Continue reading
I walk. A lot. I walk to work. I walk my dog. I walk to the store. And as I walk, I see all sorts of things—restaurants, new construction, shops, derelict buildings, historical sites, graveyards, churches, homes, yards, parks, cars going here, cars going there, people walking to and fro, and abandoned items. Continue reading
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about beginnings and endings. And then this quote from the movie Hope Floats popped into my head. (Sometimes it weirds me out how my brain works, but I digress.)
I knew this day would eventually come. I thought I had more time. More time to consider my options on a replacement. I admit I looked at new ones at the Apple store a couple times, but I kept putting it off because he was trudging along, even though his pinwheel spun more and more.
But now, it’s happened. Continue reading
So here’s my lesson learned for the week. I share this with you all so you can learn from my mistakes.
In this modern age of technology, internet service providers (ISPs) are a must-have. Without a internet at home, I cannot
stream binge Netflix, check my email or Facebook or any other social media, work on my blog, lose hours on Pinterest. And did I mention Netflix? Sure, I can use my phone and my data plan to do these things, but that becomes burdensome and potentially expensive (or at least slow when AT&T decides I’ve logged enough time). Plus, streaming TV on a small screen just isn’t the same. Continue reading
My colleagues and I have been debating the question where is home?
On the one hand, we have K who vehemently believes that home is where you live right now. For K, this is a very black and white issue with a wrong answer and a right answer.
On the other, we have nearly everyone else who considers that home is not necessarily where you live right now, but is different for each one of us with no correct answer.
This debate got me thinking about what home is and how my concept of home today has changed from what home meant to me 10, 15, or even 20 years ago. Continue reading
By happenstance (or maybe destiny depending on your philosophical bent), I came across an article and then the Tedx Talk about being a multipotentialite.
Now you may be asking, as I did, what the heck is multipotentialite? Continue reading