Happy
May to all!
Things
are trucking along at Chez Survive, Love, Thrive. The girls are finishing up their school year
(AWKKKKK) and I’m soon to have a middle schooler on my hands. She has the maturity and sensibility of an
old soul, a laugh like a little kid, as well an ATTITUDE of a tween going
onto majorly teen. Lord help us
all! At least little sister still likes
to hold my hand and sit on my lap, le sigh!
Work
is going great, budget reports done, pending acquisitions approved, staffing
issues settled, and I’m about to hire a part time employee as well. I’m traveling to a conference and have also been
elected to a Board position that was a bit unexpected. To be truthful, I’m an introvert who masquerades as an extrovert, so the next week will be exhausting rubbing elbows
with the world. And the Board position
is a three year odyssey into the unknown, but I do have great mentorship in
place, so I’m thinking about it with half trepidation and half eagerness to
learn something new.
My
running is getting out of control, lol.
My old lady ankles are yelling—WTF are you doing to us???? I’m figuring out how to scale back a bit over
the next month, so as not to have any injuries, because the biggest news about
the running thing is that I’ve signed up for a half marathon over labor day
week end. !!! HA HA HA!!! This both terrifies and makes me laugh
hysterically. Hubby wants to do it with
me, and some of my good friends who are runners are going to do it too! So this will be a fun adventure to look
forward to in the fall.
The
running relates to my anxiety and grieving.
I really do think I’m somehow running through my grief. Running is helping me cope with my anxiety,
too. I still wake up in the middle of
the night with anxiety, but lately it seems that I’m able to take it with a
grain of salt, go back to sleep, and then awaken for the day with less
trepidation.
As
for co-parenting, DD1 won an award where she and her BFF will be honored on
Sunday. Guess who hasn’t RVSPed to the
event organizers and who hasn’t confirmed with me that she’ll be there, after I’ve
politely inquired several times (lol and
he didn’t know about it until I had emailed it to him weeks ago)? But yet I’ve heard from DD1 and her BFF’s
family that she’ll be there? Le
sigh. I’m going to be brave and go. Life will be okay. I’m bringing someone who is like my little sister
as my plus 1, since hubby has to work.
No matter the weirdness, it will just be what it will be. This co-parenting stress doesn’t take away
the fact at how very proud I am of DD1’s accomplishment, and even more touched
that she’s being honored with her BFF in this last year they will be together
(they are going to different middle schools)…
At
any rate, as I keep on moving through this thing called life, I’m meditating on
something that I shared when asked to write a personal statement for that
recent election:
“I've
learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel." --Maya Angelou
I
told the readers that this quote resonated with me because even as I run around
checking boxes off the to-do list, that I must always remember to act with
kindness—and that in the profession that I work in, a little bit of kindness
can go a long way in fostering positive relationships with people. <3 o:p="">
So
my p.s. is that I may not be the smartest, best person in the room, but I do
know what it means to be kind, and my aim in life is to keep sending love and
kindness into the world. If I can do
that, then that’s a whole lot. At least,
that’s my hope!
