Wow it was another whirlwind week.
Okay that is if you call a bout with the flu and a killer migraine a whirlwind. Wednesday and Thursday were spent in delirium with a high fever. Friday the fever was gone but I had a triple header migraine. (I usually have three different "types" of headaches this one was all three.) I ended up in the hospital after freaking my family out since I was crying because I hurt so bad even after taking some prescription meds. The headache is better but it is as if there is an shadow of still in my head and I don't feel quite up to par. I am going to the doctor today to try and sort it out.
In any case, sometime in the mess of my life the last two weeks I missed my 1 year blog anniversary on September 23rd.
I was curious when mine was after Alicia and Mocha noted theirs. I don't think my first entries were all that exciting. I won't bore you with a reprint here Mostly I mention it because I realized how much I have changed in the last year.
The girl that started this blog last year was quite frankly lost. Lost as a mom, lost as a wife, lost in terms of a career. I think perhaps I found myself, even the parts I didn't want to acknowledge. I feel 100 times more confident about my worth as a mother, a woman and professionally. I still have a ways to go to accomplish my many goals, but I feel like I can get there. Last year I wasn't so sure.
I had sent a quick note to an old friend who I had been corresponding with around this time last year. We had lost touch, I think in part due to my insecurity, I doubt at the time reconnecting with me felt like much fun. It felt good to be able to send her a quick note that I was confident about, not like I had to hide how miserable my life was.
Even though, I am not living with my husband and my biggest fear in marriage came true.
Even though, I am not yet the Landscape Designer I hoped to be, I am gaining more knowledge and confidence every day and my work acts like they want to keep me around, apparently I do my job reasonably well. I am making the most since I have had kids and am not working 60 hour weeks.
Even though, I am not home with my kids all day, we still have a great time and I think we are all happy Max is a toddler with a great smile and a burgeoning vocabulary.
Z loves school and church and is learning more and more every day.
In the last year I have learned that the road of life is usually bumpy. I can't continue to "wait" until the road looks better to take chances and live. In fact I am blazing my own trail, and I can handle what comes my way. (with my support base, I am not superwoman, I didn't do this all by myself.)
I have the help and support of a wonderful family, a loving father in heaven, lots of friends and you. You who have been stopping by and visiting, even when there wasn't something funny to read. I appreciate that, blogging has been a very helpful tool in becoming who I am today versus one year ago.
I can't wait to see what progress I'll have made next year.
Thanks for reading, I really do appreciate you!
3 comments:
Happy Anniversary!
I should go back and look at my first few entries.
Not.
I was a big dork. Sad to say I still am.
This is about you, though...this growing up thing, it kinda sucks, sometimes, huh? Sometimes it's great and you surprise yourself, then other times it's just plain hard work.
It's always like "if I knew then what I know now"...right?
I find that the older I get, I look at older women with much more admiration. Who knows what they've survived?
And...BTW...that Z? He's a Q T.
xoxo
Dana
You and insecure just don't even come close to going together in my head. I know the way we feel and the way we seem to other people can be so different. But you are really strong and I really admire you. You have had such a year! I am so sad that I am not there. I need to make sure you know (even though I'm not a good caller or emailer) that I really care about you and yours. You are one of my closest dearest favoritest friends. Anytime you need anything (an ear, a shoulder, tomato seeds....)
xoxo
Lora
Man. That was...
(*pulling knife out of chest to properly come up with words. Ouch. Pain. Crap.)
... incredible. It was hard to read and even harder to not nod my head in agreement as I realize how parallel our lives are. That really is all women, once we crawl out of the protective shells we spend the first part of our lives putting up around us.
Turn around and grab that package of hugs I just sent you, mmkay? Seriously. Turn around. They're there.
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