I always watch our weather diligently. We go a lot of different places and wear a lot of different hats around here so I need to know what’s coming at us. And since I basically spend my days trying to avoid being cold, it works for me. HA! Basically I plan our days around weather patterns. Which is pretty funny because we live in Southern California where we usually only get varying degrees of WARM. Every once in a while we get some off-the-wall weather for us. Like winter weather actually IN WINTER. Whoda thunk?!?! It’s happening right now too and it has me checking my weather app more. Which has proved to be absolutely confusing. I never realized just how much our weather patterns change.
Rain, wind, cold.
No, now it’s cold, sun and rain.
No wait, now it’s just going to be sunny and cold.
It changes so much that I’ve just been keeping an array of different cloths and accessories in my car and by our front door. We leave the house “layered” and remove clothing as needed. I think I’ve got a handle on it now. But wait … let me check my weather app again. Darn.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t try to predict Mother Nature!!!
We have had freakishly cold weather for Southern California. When I went out to run this morning at 5am it was 35 degrees. Needless to say I decided to wait. I didn’t think it would be possible for me to run in the amount of clothes I would need to wear to keep warm. The layers would be endless. Like an onion. Well, I guess I could run like that, but I don’t think it would look much like running … but it would be down right hilarious.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t waddle!!!
Holy moly. It is cold here. At least it is for us folks in Southern California. Our high today is 59 degrees. I went outside earlier wearing just my flip-flops. BAD IDEA. With as easy as I get cold, I’m not sure what I was thinking. It’s going to take me until Spring to defrost!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t freeze your tootsies off!!!
I got so spend some time with two of my sorority sisters last night. It was VERY much needed, LONG overdue and a GREAT time. But we all pushed it. We were out LATE. And Sunday morning came early. TOO early.
Well, I hope you all have a day where someone kindly brings you coffee!!!
One year ago today I drove home in the pouring rain after spending the early evening with my dear friend. It would be just hours before she took her last breath. I will be forever grateful that her husband welcomed me into their home that day and for allowing me to sit and just love on her. Those moments with her will remain some of the most precious I have ever shared with another human being.
Sadly, I am no stranger to moments like these. I was there for both my parents as they passed. As a social worker I sat with many patients and their families as codes were called and time of death was reported. I never took any of those last moments as less than profound. I was honored and still am that God called me to share them with so many beautiful souls. Having been there for both my parents has definitely made their deaths more tolerable-ish. But NONE of these last moments were easy. NONE. The loss of a loved one is awful. REALLY AWFUL. I do think that these experiences, along with God’s grace, has given me a sense of peace about death and dying. There is a natural and spiritual process that I saw, time and time again, that both personally and professionally blew me away. The reconciliation one’s mind, body and soul has with death is nothing short of heroic. And being there for my parents certainly gave me comfort knowing that they were taken care of until the very end. But despite the peace I have and my faith in God, grief is no less painful. It stings. And if you loved BIG, I don’t think that sting EVER goes away. At least it hasn’t for me. Love and loss comes with unfathomable pain. Nothing can ever replace the touch of a loved one who has passed. Their laughter will always be missed. Memories are great, but they are no substitute for the real time we spend with our loved ones. And the passage of time doesn’t seem to make their absence any easier. I wish this world talked more about grief and how it may change but it doesn’t truly go away. Acknowledging that we all hurt and miss someone and admitting that sometimes we all just need a hug could do us some good. I think if we did we might all be kinder and take better care of one another.
Today (and LOTS of other days) I miss my friend. Gut wrenching, to my soul, pain is what I feel. I want her back. I miss her. In my human state I cannot reconcile her death in my brain to make sense. She was too young. Too good. She had too many people who still needed her. I still needed her. Yes, today I am grieving deeply. But I am also celebrating a love and a friendship and a sisterhood that God so generously blessed me with. And even though I don’t feel it was nearly enough time, I couldn’t be more thankful to have shared my life with this incredible woman. My faith reassures me that I will see her again. And when I do, I’m going to give her the biggest tightest hug Heaven has ever seen.
Well, I hope you all have a day where love lives on in your heart!!!
Before getting sick I was an early riser. No, I mean REALLY early. I woke up before my alarm usually about 5 am, easy peasy. And FULL of energy. That has NOT been the case for 16 months now. Don’t get me wrong, the nagging fatigue is gone. THANK GOD. But waking up is a whole different ballgame for me now. I wake up groggy. No more bouncing out of bed. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. NOPE. After decades of being one way, you don’t forget it … NOT EVER. Anyway, that being said, I’m INCREDIBLY thankful for the recovery I’ve had thus far and for all the neurological bullets I dodged. I just recently had a physical and my doctor told me again how lucky I was to have had no lingering issues from the encephalopathy. She also seemed very hopeful that I’m going to one day feel FULLY like myself again. Needless to say I left that appointment feeling GREAT!
When you are in the midst of recovery and healing you don’t always feel or see the progress you have made. I can now that so much time has passed but some things still really bother me. Like the difficulty I have waking up. It’s incredibly frustrating to say the least. But as soon as I get frustrated I remind myself of how far I have come and of what could have been (EEEEK). And now I have the words my doctor said to me. I’m going to CLING to her hopefulness. And let life unfold.
This morning I received a little gift. I woke up at 4 am. All on my own. And feeling like me again. This has happened a few times now. I have learned that these mornings don’t last. Tomorrow or the next day will likely be a different story. But that’s OK. I enjoy having a glimpse of the old me. No matter how fleeting these mornings may be I couldn’t be more grateful to still have them.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you are WIDE AWAKE!!!
After a busy day and a run that left my legs a bit out of sorts I am ready to call this day OVER.
Well, I hope you all had a day that didn’t leave you twitchy and tired!!!