Category: Life

In sickness

Kira started daycare a few weeks ago. She’s two and a half years old now. Time flies by so quickly. Well… until she brought home the plague.

It was bound to happen of course. I’d been home for pretty much eight months straight while out of work and then starting a work from home job so I wasn’t bringing home other people’s germs anymore. Kira rarely got to play with other kids (which is the main reason for putting her into daycare) so she was hardly ever exposed to anything. So yeah… two days of daycare later and we were all sick.

We got over it; we got better. A week or so passed and sure enough – sick again. I seemed to get hit with the worst of it first and was miserable. Constant drainage which led to a sever sore throat after a few days. The weird thing was that it was only really bad at night. I don’t mean when I laid down to sleep… no, I mean at around sunset. Soon after Kira started showing signs and we both got on antibiotics which helped me immensely and Kira is recovering still. Michelle was spare for the most part… for a few days.

Now Michelle has it worse than any of us had it. I think it was the plague just waiting for her to utter the words “I guess I got lucky” because a day later she was miserable. That on top of everything else and she has been miserable. Now I’m just hoping that it doesn’t mutate and infect me again. Ugh….

To change the subject

Well, enough of the depressing posts for the time being. Time to change the subject.

As some of you may know and many others don’t, I was laid off from my previous job back in June of 2010. I was out of work for the longest span I have ever experienced and it was tough. Our savings took a royal beating and it is going to take a while to recover. We skipped birthdays and Christmas for the most part.

Yeah I know I said no more depressing posts for now and I meant it. Oddly enough I wouldn’t trade that time off for the world. I have gotten to know my daughter so much better than I ever had time for before. We’ve bonded over that time at home and it has been wonderful. Sure things were rough and even a little scary now and then but that was minor compared to getting to see my baby girl learning and growing and transforming like my wife has had the privilege to experience since her birth.

Being a stay at home parent is hard. I knew that before and this time has only confirmed it. But it has its own rewards. Its own compensation. But still… I’m glad I’m now back to work.

I started a new job a few weeks ago before the end of the year. That was supposed to be the start of a happy 2011 but you know how that has turned out so far. But this new job is good. I like what I’m doing and the compensation is good. Plus its for a non-profit who is making a difference every day for people who need it. What else could I ask for? Well how about working from home? Yeah, I got that too. It’s freaking sweet.

Memorial for a friend

I haven’t been to a funeral in years. I guess I’m lucky. Well, at least in that it’s been a while. I’ve been to quite a few funerals in my life with most of them being before the end of my high school days. People that I now barely remember in blurry memories, forgotten pictures and a whiff of smell now and then. People that I wish I could talk to once more. Learn from them. Share with them. Tell them how much they meant to me. But that is the nature of loss, remorse and regret. And the forgetting? That is the nature of humans.

Tonight I attended the funeral of one of my father-in-laws. Well not necessarily a funeral. More of a memorial. There was no service planned. He had been cremated so the only reminder of him was the hundreds of pictures throughout the room and the innocuous green marble container with his name written on it. I know people were planning on getting up and telling stories or just telling others how they felt. My wife among them. I didn’t get to stay to hear those speeches because I had to take Kira back home. It was getting close to bed time and she was starting to fade into crabby-land. It was expected – no regrets.
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2010 in the end

This is not the way to start a new year – or the way for the previous one to end.  2010 was a horrible year and we were only too happy to see its end on the horizon.  Unfortunately it went clawing tooth and nail like a wildcat slipping into a well and made certain one remaining casualty would haunt the first day of what should have been a happy new year.

There was no countdown, no champagne, no celebration.  Only the sadness of family so emotionally and physically exhausted too confused by the state of family stricken down in an instant.  There were no party hats, no music, no resolutions.  Only anger at the injustice of it all and the unfairness of losing someone who deserved to live more than just 46 years.

But to the year of 2010 I say piss off – you will never be missed.  Yes, you spoiled these first days/weeks/months of our new beginning in 2011 but no matter how hard things are now we will carry on.  Prayers fail, begging fails, pleading fails and we know that life is just life and that we are on our own.  How we handle things now, then and forever are ours to own and no one else’s to lay blame.

Life is short. Be good to one another and to yourself.  And hope that those around you do the same.  We’re all each other have.

Life List

I’ve decided to participate in my first Topical Tuesday and the topic for the day is Life List.  As stated on that page: “This weeks challenge is to write a Life List of ten things you would like to do before you die. Only ten mind – make them count.“  That’s a tall order.  Ten things I want to do before I die?  I want to do everything before I die.  If you do them after you die then who would know?

Well, here’s my attempt.  This is going to take some brain strain.

  1. Visit Europe.  Anywhere in Europe is fine although I’m particularly interested in England, Ireland, Scotland, Iceland, Czech Republic, Austria and Turkey.
  2. Get a six figure income.  Bonus points if it starts with a number higher than one.
  3. Live long enough to see my baby girl grow up to be a happy and successful woman and hopefully watch some grandbabies grow up.
  4. Make a positive and profound impact on the lives of other people.  My dream job is to be a philanthropist.
  5. Go on a road trip from one coast of the United States to the opposite coast.
  6. Retire early enough that I might get to enjoy some time off before I die.  By the time I’m 65, the retirement age will probably be 130.
  7. Have something published and sold – even if it’s not successful.  A novel, comic or screenplay I suppose.
  8. Become passably fluent in a second language.
  9. Ride at least five of the  fastest roller-coasters in the world.  Preferably in at least two different countries.
  10. Own and operate a bar & grill or a pub of my own design.

Wow.  That was a lot harder than I thought it would be with narrowing it down to only ten entries.  So many things come to mind but with only ten spots its hard to pick the things that would actually mean something to me in a way that was more than just saying, “OK that’s done” and then checking it off a list and never thinking about it again.

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