I Am Not a Jedi

As noted a billion times on here ,the past few weeks have been insanely busy for both D and me–between work, stuff for the rescue, trying to get more of my own writing “out there”, socializing, and trying to enjoy the summer, our time has been totally tapped. Sadly, this has affected how much we’ve been able to see my family, especially because it can be tricky to carve out time to travel down there that coincides with my dad’s work schedule and with my mom’s trips to the nursing home with my grandmother to see my grandpop.

So it seemed like today would work out perfectly since my dad got done work early and D got out early enough where we could meet for dinner to catch up. (more…)

Here I am, up at 5:30 a.m. on my birthday, more excited than a kid half my age for this day. (more…)

After doing not one, but two back-to-back yoga classes after a 2-week hiatus, I was feeling pretty good about myself, about life. An old friend joined me for both classes and we got to catch up a little outside class. I heard some good road tunes on the drive home–my endorphins were high and felt damn good. Nothing could touch me as I made my way to my apartment, to my husband, the shower, the bed.

And then I saw the sign in the elevator. (more…)

For those following my blog, the two missing in the Delaware River were recovered, though not alive. Although I wish they could have met a kinder fate, I hope that their families can find some peace by having their bodies returned to them.

The restlessness I was feeling about this incident has subsided since the two were found. It was not the most ideal end to this tragedy, but I am glad that the families and friends can grieve with a sense of closure. And, to be self-centered, I am thankful that I won’t have to pass by the water and feel the unresolved sadness I felt the days before the two were found. Life is now allowed to go on, although it will not be that easy for some… (more…)

For the most part, I consider myself a realist, maybe to a fault. (more…)

so, today is Mother’s Day. I’ve felt pretty ambivalent about this holiday–not because I don’t love my mother, or other mothers for that matter, but I guess it’s beginning to feel kind of pointless to celebrate these holidays at all. The days have no real significance for my mom anymore–she knows her routine and she will go along with whatever changes that we make to it, but the reasons why are generally lost. (more…)

I’m currently working on my latest work project: getting articles pre-written for a nursing conference my group will be covering in DC next week.

Right now I’m writing up bios for committee members, essentially reading their CVs and their mission statements about why being a nurse is so important to them.

I can’t help but feel a little sad while working on this. Before getting sick, my mom was an RN for 20+ years. She loved her job and loved working with people and loved giving nursely (yeah, I made that word up) advice. (more…)

The romantic in me would like to think that I’ve been up since 2 a.m. because somehow my body is set to the time of another place–some exotic far away city– Paris, maybe, or Barcelona?–and that somehow it is acting out the life I am supposed to be living. I am not awake to be hunched over the computer, trolling the internets waiting for sleep–I am supposed to be picking up the local paper (written in a language I suddenly am able to read), eating croissants and strong coffee. (more…)

I spend a lot of time online shopping for things that I will never actually buy. It’s a weird therapeutic addiction, I guess. Usually I do this for trips, but sometimes I spend countless wasted hours poring over clothes sites. Wednesday night was no different. (more…)

This has been a good weekend, but today ended up a bit more hectic/frazzling than expected. (more…)