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22nd January 2012

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26th December 2011

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My grandfather passed away on Friday December 16th.  Spent his 87 years in good health, was only in the hospital a week and thankfully didn’t suffer, pretty ideal way to get to spend your life if you ask me.  A whole house to go through and we’re finding all sorts of things…original marriage certificates, his army papers, etc.  Like almost all men during that time, he served our country during WWII.  He completed four tours and served in battles in Normandy, Northern France and the Rhineland.  He was a paratrooper and part of the Normandy landings on “D-Day.”   

I love all of the old photographs. 

My new favorite, my mom and dad dated 1977. 

Wish she would have saved that dress for me!

24th December 2011

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tallgirltales:

Merry Christmas from Chicago.

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19th December 2011

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this completely speaks to my energy level the past few days.

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17th December 2011

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7th December 2011

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5th December 2011

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Reflecting

It’s been over a week since I’ve posted.  Sometimes life momentarily takes over leaving no time for the internets, especially when tumblr is BLOCKED at work all day long!  How I’ve missed you tumblr. 

Lots of busyness in life, today was my one week anniversary at my new position with my old company, re-adjusting to a busy schedule, living out of two places, constantly packing a bag until my new apartment lease begins in February, two birthday parties this past weekend, grandma moved into rehabilitation care from the hospital, pet sitting for my sister who’s been laying in the sunshine on the beach, friends caught up with, Christmas shopping underway, a new baby in the family arriving this morning, lots of stuff. 

I can’t believe we’re in the last month of 2011.  I haven’t had a “real” job since I quit in May of 2010 and left for Tanzania.  I’ve been employed with jobs here and there since coming back but not with a real company, with real hours, real rules, etc.  I’m so thankful this position was presented to me and that I am employed, in a company where I truly do like my co-workers, bosses, etc. but I’m scared.  I’m scared I’m going to lose the balance in life I’ve worked so hard the past year and a half to establish, I’m scared my life is going to once again turn into one big to do list, rushing through the motions, crossing items off, completely unaware of what I may be missing. 

Then I think of the millions of unemployed.  The millions that would be thrilled to have my job, to be able to put food on the table for their families and I realize how grateful I am to be in this position and for my somewhat selfish worries.  How lucky am I that I do not have to worry about a warm bed to sleep in and food on my table?  That my source of anxiety is something I have complete control over.    

How lucky.  Deep breaths and baby steps.