Let’s Play Catch Up
It has really been too dang long.
I’m gonna be real with you for a second here and tell you that the last couple of months have been WOOF. I’ll try to give ya as brief of a rundown as possible.
I’ve been pretty dang busy. Aside from teaching full-time and working part-time at NOMA I also costumed a production of The Jungle Book for a local school and designed a dance competition solo costume (tonssss of hand sewn appliques and custom dye work). PLUS I had the most wonderful opportunity to bring my theatre girls to New York City!
It was such a cool experience. We squeezed every single touristy thing into 3.5 days. You name it. We saw it. From Time Square to The Statue of Liberty and we, of course, we made time to see two Broadway musicals and stop for pizza. When I travel I don’t typically hit up the tourist attractions so it was a totally different trip than what I’m used to! Actual words can’t begin to describe how cool it was to see Manhattan through the eyes of 20-something high school girls, most of which had never been.
We got back in town on a Monday around 10 pm and our spring play opened THAT FRIDAY. So we hopped right into dress rehearsals. I don’t know how they did it. Heck, I don’t know how I did it.
About 20 minutes into our final dress rehearsal I got a call from my mom. I didn’t answer and then I got the text no one wants to see from his or her mom,
“ Call me, now.”
She was calling to let me know that my Grandfather was being taken off of life support and that if I wanted to say goodbye than I had an hour, maybe two. He had been in the hospital for about 6 weeks battling sickness and things were looking up only a week ago. We were all caught so completely off guard when he suddenly took a turn for the worse. Thankfully I have an assistant and was able to leave to be with my family during his final moments. He was surrounded by so much during his final moments.
I met my grandfather when I was 17 about a year before my mom married my step-dad. He was my “step-grandfather” but there was never a moment either of my step-dad’s parents treated me or my mom’s other 4 children any differently than their biological grandchildren. He and my grandmother were such an incredible example of love and devotion, to one another, their family, and to God.
The only thing greater than the loss of him is my gratitude for him having been in my life the last 10 years.
It really doesn’t help that I’m in the tail end of Nick’s busy season at work, it keeps him out of town for 3-5 days a week. it’s been a bout 4 months into his season with about a month to go. This is when the weight of him missing things like weddings and graduations and really I’m just missing him all together starts to get to me.
Just when I thought things would slow down, I kicked off Spring with an upper-respiratory infection. Ugh.
I am having my, severely impacted wisdom teeth surgically removed next week and the following Friday my sweet pug boy, Seamus, is having surgery to remove to masses from his leg.
I think the thing that’s really been bugging me is that I’ve been so stressed and bogged down by the bad that even the good seems over whelming and chore like.
The school year is coming to a close and I feel like I am just maybe finally catching up.
A few of the sweet nothings I keep trying to remind myself about are I’ve somehow managed to successfully figure out how to “wet-set” my hair, grow a tomato from dirt, and how to make Thai Coconut soup from scratch that tastes practically like the one from my favorite local restaurant.
I’ve just been really focused on trying to really get back to my “center” . Whatever that even means.
Oh and Nick and I just celebrated our FIFTH anniversary. How crazy is that?
What do you do when you’re overwhelmed? What helps you get back to your “center”?