When it comes to blogging sometimes it’s hard to decide what to share and what not to, what topics to discuss and which ones should be shied away from.
Thus far on this blog I have kept my political views and opinions to myself. I have very strong opinions but was raised to know that the discussion of politics can be polarizing and I have no desire to offend in this space. Also, in the world of blogging it’s very easy to attract trolls and people who love nothing more than to disagree for the sake of disagreeing. While I know and respect that others do not see things the way I do, many people don’t have that same respect and things can quickly spiral into simple rudeness. That’s not something I really envision for this space.
All that being said, this is my space, my small piece of the Internet that I would like to be an honest place for me. To not share how I feel about something like politics and some of the things going on in the world today feels dishonest and unauthentic to who I am.
So, I haven’t made the decision 100% but I’m considering sharing my views and reactions to the world around me more. Decisions, decisions.
We have a few traditions in our house and one of them has to do with holidays/decorations. We don’t decorate for a season or holiday until the last one was over.
Christmas decorations have been in stores for WEEKS and I’m not even considering decorating yet. We usually try to put up our Christmas tree and get all the decorations out the weekend after Thanksgiving. By then the kids are losing it with excitement and I’m ready to spread Christmas cheer.
Our cable was out following the storms we had Sunday so we put in a movie. National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation seemed like a logical choice and, quite frankly, we tend to watch that movie all year round.
Today at work while I had a quiet moment to think I suddenly realized I had a Christmas song in my head. Then it dawned on me that the music in the office had changed to Christmas music. Everyone seemed to be surprised it happened so early but I’m still relatively new there so it didn’t phase me.
Tonight, on the other hand, when it came time to cuddle up and pick out a movie, I thought Scrooged would be perfect.
I may avoid the Christmas creep when it comes to decorations but apparently I have no problem with Christmas movies. Go figure.
Livi created this masterpiece on my phone.
It’s either amazing or creepy. I’m not sure I’ve decided which yet.
Today we had very severe weather pass through our town including tornado warnings. There were neighboring towns and neighboring states that were affected so much more than we were. I’m thankful that while I was at work my family was safe at home. I’m thankful that our patients were safe in our building. I’m thankful for the first responders out there helping those in need today. I’m curled up with a blanket and feeling very lucky to be watching National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. Yep, lucky indeed.
I missed a day!! Ugh, I tried really hard but missed posting yesterday. Oh well, maybe I’ll get in two posts today to make up for it.
This week I’ve seen how simple acts can feel very big.
The loss of my friend on Sunday hit hard. It was so sudden and so senseless, it was hard to wrap my mind around. The outpouring of love and seeing the amount of people her life touched was amazing.
The physician I have worked part-time for over the last year had just met Tammy but he knew she was important to myself and another co-worker and he sent flowers. He had barely met her but such a small gesture meant so much.
On a bigger scale there was a story out of San Francisco yesterday about a little boy who has fought leukemia. The Make A Wish Foundation worked with this boy and his family to make his wish come true – to be Batman for a day. He was dubbed Batboy and people from all over the city came together to give that little boy his dream. Not because people knew him but because they cared.
“I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.” (Gandalf – The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey)
Yes, this is just a line from a movie but it is true. It isn’t the big things we try to make happen but it’s in the little, everyday things we do that can touch someone else’s life so greatly. Keep doing the little things, they mean so much.
I have seen so many awesome pics posted on Facebook for TBT but have never taken part. I thought today was a great day to get in on the fun. Ump-teen years ago my best friend and I went to prom together (with our dates of course!). I located a pic and scanned it in so please excuse the quality (and the red eyes!).
Brandi and Brandy
We share a name and although we don’t get to see each other nearly as often as in the past, I am thankful she’s my friend and that we’ve had so many good times together. (How crazy is this picture Bran??)
There were multiple times yesterday that I cried. Sometimes it was sadness, sometimes shock and sometimes just plain anger at the situation and the senselessness of it all.
Gabe knew I was sad and he told the kids that mommy had a bad day. Of course the kids asked what happened and Gabe told them my friend had died. When I got home these were waiting for me:
My sweet babies didn’t want me to be sad and wanted me to know how much they love me. These small, wonderful things are what make the tragedies in this life just a little bit easier to navigate.
Friday afternoon I had the honor of catching up with a sweet friend that I hadn’t seen in quite a while. I am planning to leave my part-time job that I held for the last year because of my current position as an RN. This sweet friend was going to take over my medical billing position so we met Friday evening to start training.
Of course the start of training included hugging as we met, catching up, and her wanting to see current pics of the kids. I asked about her husband and she asked about my brother. When we parted ways she gave me a hug, we said how good it was to see each other, and we made plans to meet for more training on Tuesday evening.
This morning I received a call telling me that my friend was killed yesterday in a motorcycle accident. I was shocked and sad and walked around in a daze this morning. This afternoon I found out that the accident was caused by a drunk driver who crossed the center line at 3:00 p.m. on Sunday afternoon. And I became angry. My generous, kind-hearted, easy to laugh friend was taken from this life because someone had too much to drink and decided to get behind the wheel. It’s not right. It’s not fair. It hurts.
My friend, Tammy Hale, touched so very many lives. I’m thankful that I got to know her and I will forever have my memories of singing along to The Backstreet Boys in the tiny closet we called an office and laughing while doing it. Tam, you will be missed.
Left-Right: Mindy, Tammy, Jessi, Brandy (we like to associate ourselves with others whose names end in “e”)
I would like to take this time to say thank you to each and every person who has ever come to one of my children’s birthday parties. Seriously, you all deserve medals.
Aiden was very kindly invited to the birthday party of a classmate today. I was scheduled to work 12:45-4:00 and the party was to take place from 2:00-4:00 at a local children’s bounce house/arcade establishment. This meant that poor Gabe was tasked with taking the kiddos on his own. With a stroke of luck I was able to leave work at 2:30 and meet up with the crew to help out.
Children’s birthday parties are ROUGH. There was a large crowd in addition to the birthday crew and to say it was sensory overload is to speak a very large understatement. There was pizza and cupcakes, bouncing and games. There was also screaming and running and being pulled in every direction.
More than likely one of our two children’s next birthday celebrations (maybe both) will be held at this establishment (and we know the owners – the kids absolutely LOVE it) so I apologize now for the sensory overload experience I will one day foist upon you. I do have to say, though, I am very glad these places exist because I’m not sure my living room can handle another of the kiddo’s birthday parties.