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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Vacation!


My aunt called me a couple weeks ago and invited me to go on vacation with them. They are paying for my room and plane ticket, all I need is money for food and entertainment. What a generous gift! They purchased the tickets today and when the confirmation email came through I did a happy dance! I cannot wait! First, the last time I saw any of the folks who are going, it was last year when my dad died. Second, I haven't had a "real" vacation in years! The invitation came only days after I started telling people that I was going to save my money and go to the beach even if I had to go by myself! Ha! Then God provided-he's good like that.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Lament

Gosh Darn it! I don't care if he likes me or not!

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

New credential

Over the summer in the midst of my job hunting, I applied to my state to receive their teaching credential by way of my current degree from my home state. It's been so long I simply forgot I had even applied for it. Today I got notice that I have been awarded this credential. It was exciting, but at the same time a little bit of a let down since it won't do me any good as an administrative assistant. I really miss working with little kids.

Monday, February 8, 2010

What's in a name

How is it that just the sight of his name can make my heart skip a beat? How shall I ever move on?

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Grief

Today I've forgotten what it's like to be happy or to smile. The grief is overwhelming. I miss my family, my constant source of unconditional love. Between the saddness and being snowed in several weekends, I am almost ready to move home. I wish I had my own place, a fortress of solitude, but I simply can't afford it. Grieving is even more difficult for a single person. Who do we turn to? Who supports us? Who is there at the end of the day to simply listen, hold you as you weep, to make you put down that seventh piece of chocolate, or make you laugh and "snap" you out of your dispondancy? No one. At the end of it all, you're crying by yourself in your cold bed while all your friends give you those pathetic looks of pity and ask you "how are you doing?". Do you really want to know? Are you truly looking to support me in MY grief? Or are you simply asking to ease your own conscience? Then when you do answer truthfully you depress everyone and then no one wants to be around you and the invitations stop coming and again you are on your own. Sitting in your room, staring at the computer willing someone ANYONE to send you a message, waiting for your phone to ring simply to hear the voice of another human being. My sister is the only person who has ever been able to "get me". Yes, I'll admit it...in my highly vulnerable state, I've let down the guard around my heart and offered it to the man who has repeatedly proven he does not want it. Once again I will need to pick it up and tend to the bruises and build a stronger defence.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Grieving


Today, on the 7th anniversary of my brother's death, a dear friend of the Montreat community died. Thank God for another dear friend who was a pillar of strength for me and was kind enough to distract me from my grief.

Monday, February 1, 2010

The Power of Positive Words

I have a very good friend that works for the same company I do in another department. Today he sent me this message:

"Hey, I don’t mean this sarcastically… you are doing a good job with PR for your office – they need it. Keep it up, they need a new “aura”."

It's amazing how a few kind words were able to lift my spirits, make me sit a little staighter in my seat and smile a touch longer at each customer. Our office has gotten a bad rep over the last couple years and I've been a bit of a whirl-wind, getting things cleaned up, organized and creating a welcoming atmosphere. Accorinding to my friend, people are noticing. That just made my whole day. It also makes me want to encourage others in the same manner. So, thanks friend for the kind words. I shall now go and "pay it forward".