Life is funny sometimes.
Much has happened in the last two years.
Even more has happened in the last 4 months:
I’m a year wiser.
Grandma went in and out of the hospital.
I accepted a new position at the company I adore.
Dad spent 44 days in the hospital–still recovering.
Grandma continues to decline. It’s a matter of time now…
Sometimes things fall apart.
That’s when we let others carry us.
Right through the thick of it, when we want to give up.
When we want to just stop; eat our emotions; cry our eyes out.
Friends get us through it all, and for that I am grateful.
Excerpt shared by @glory_anne from “A Little Life: A Novel”
Life is interesting. Regardless of the inevitable, it continues to excite me.
Friends, thank you for brightening my days.
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climbing rocks like a champ
[ 4 ]
baked and wired
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cherry blossoms in full bloom
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[ 5 ] portland…?
OR bust. 😉 toying with the idea.
[ 4 ] this. recipe.
soak beef in red wine for 24 hours? KAY.
[ 3 ] hershey’s cherry cordial creme
the one holiday chocolate I allow myself to binge eat, aside from truffles, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves now.
[ 2 ] new orleans!
beignets, QT with the best friend, and 13.1 miles to offset the food tour. ;D
[ 1 ] running half marathon #2 with this guy ❤
rock ‘n’ roll pasadena, here we come (with this feeling conquered, ^5 hun)!
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Tagged 13.1, beignets, cafe du monde, cherry cordial creme, Daube Provençale, half marathon, hershey kisses, new orleans, NOLA, PDX, rnrnola, rnrpas, running
“Try to learn to breathe deeply,
really to taste food when you eat,
and when you sleep, really to sleep.
Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might,
and when you laugh, laugh like hell.
And when you get angry, get good and angry.
Try to be alive.
You will be dead soon enough.
That’s how many days have passed since my last post (excluding the Top 5).
That’s also how many days it has taken my life to completely flip upside down, back side front in all the right, necessary ways.
I’m feeling so much better than I did since that hopeful leap day. I got out of a bad situation. I took a risk and embraced much needed change. I’ve finally been able to travel and devote more time to the things that matter most.
Writing is one of those things. It’s hard to write when you aren’t consistently reading or writing. One informs the other and the process is organic, less like pulling teeth. It’s hard to do either when you’re plain old unhappy. When your mind and heart aren’t aligned and you can’t get the voices of discontent in your head to shut the hell up.
somewhere along the 101
I’ve been journaling since I could first hold a pencil, and have kept an online journal since Sunday, November 26, 2000(!), so this hiatus was a first for me. I wasn’t procrastinating and I wasn’t being lazy. I was completely and utterly uninspired, and it wasn’t something I felt like documenting. I’d like to think I didn’t want to remember what I was going through. Sure it’s a learning experience, but who wants to hear a sad broken record? When years pass I’m sure I will look back on this rough patch and wonder how I got through it all. I don’t need to relieve the sour details. All that matters is I was strong enough to get through it once, and I can do it again if I absolutely need to (but hopefully never do!).
just fitting in at walt disney world
So on to happier times for this gal. I’m excited to feel as good as I did toward the end of 2009, when anything and everything felt possible. Not much has changed, except the way I approach tackling the seemingly impossible. Life keeps trying to break me down. I can’t help but wonder what it’s preparing me for. Only one way to find out!
[ 5 ] the chaos
oh there was plenty. they don’t tell you how hard it is to push when you’re up against a brick wall and you’ve given your all and need to keep drawing from that bank. it’s hard to have an infinite supply. it’s hard to admit you need a break to recharge. that’s what i needed. i needed time to myself. typically writing helps when i’m enduring a hardship, but i was so uninspired the words wouldn’t form. it was hard putting things down in writing. maybe i didn’t want to remember.
[ 4 ] the changes
i’ve bounced around quite a bit in the last 9 months. newport beach to orlando to new york to boston to long beach. i’ve felt like quite the human ping pong ball. couple that with a 2500+ mile transcontinental commute and any time off felt like it was running away from me. packing and unpacking never gets any easier.
[ 3 ] marathon training
“if it doesn’t challenge you it doesn’t change you”
my first 26.2! i wanted to do so many more races in 2012 but knew i had to take it easy. it felt so good to come back strong after my injuries. more on that later.
[ 2 ] traveling abraod
here we go, pochacco!
puerto rico [kinda counts], philippines (manila & boracay), and japan (tokyo & izu), among many random days waking up and falling asleep in different states.
sunrise to sunset in boracay
[ 1 ] picking up the pieces
2009 was the last time i truly felt like myself. i had my creative routine down and was so happy with what i was doing, and then it crumbled when i fell into a job with management that just wasn’t good for the soul. i stayed with it much longer than i should have, but i don’t regret a thing. the past 9 months have allowed me to get back into my old habits and it feels good to get back into the things that make me me. i want to write. i need to write. and so here i am, ending the hiatus.
Happy Leap Year!
I’ve decided to let this be the day that brought me back from the virtual dead.
I can’t believe the last time I logged in and drafted a post was November of 2011.
A lot has happened since then.
Good and bad.
Pretty and ugly.
But that’s just the way it goes.
We have a lot of catching up to do.
Well, not a ton, but just enough.
I won’t leave you for too long.