Being back in the swing of things has limited my time for writing, but I have so many things percolating in my brain to write about! So for now, I’m at least going to get some Quick Takes up here! Jennifer Fulwiler’s son, Joseph, has come home, but I’m guessing there’s lots going on there and the lovely Grace at Camp Patton is hosting 7 QT this week. Go check her out (she’s hilarious).
I plan to run a 5K on May 4 for Corporate Challenge, then Craig and I are registered to run a 10K on June 1. Rebecca and I are looking into half-marathons in August and Craig and I are planning to run a marathon in October here in Kansas City.
I had the thought today that Imma jus’ gonna run this grief away. And while I’m mostly kidding — I mean it’s not like I can run from or run through this process — I think the running helps me process things. I pray when I run, I think when I run. I was getting annoyed that I couldn’t find earbuds that didn’t fall out while I was running, but now I find I kind of like the silence and my thoughts as my company. We’ll see how I feel when the runs start lasting 2 hours, though, ha.
I’m gonna take a moment and plug NFP ( that is, Natural Family Planning, for the newbies) for a second. After we lost Gregory, I didn’t want to chart or keep track of my next cycle. I just didn’t. Craig and I agreed we’d simply abstain and I decided to take another month or so off from charting. So, now I’m having to chart and I’m having the tell-tale signs of my estrogen-overload / progesterone-deficiency and it’s frustrating. I can’t wait until I get to the point where I can take my Prometrium to start balancing this out. The plug comes in because I don’t have to go to the doctor to find out what’s wrong with me! Because I already know. Because I know how my body works (and it most likely works differently than anyone else’s) and I already know how to correct the imbalance and understand that for now I just need another week (probably) and it will be time that I can take the supplements and I’ll be on my way back to “normal” (whatever that turns out to be this time).
I cried throughout Mass at different points. I decided it’s not worth it to try and figure out what sets me off because it’s never the same thing. But Gregory was on my mind, heavily.
Tuesday night I met my newest baby nephew, Gunnar. I’m not going to lie. It was hard. Not as hard as some of the things I’ve had to do, but harder than others. But I was glad my sister and her family came over so that I could hold him and look at him and cry all over him. I stood and swayed with him and he fell asleep and cuddled up to me like a good newborn baby boy. It was hard not to think about the fact that as I watch him grow up, I will probably always be reminded of my own boy who went on to Heaven first. I realize right now that is painful, but perhaps it will grow to be less painful over the years.
Oh yeah and…he’s really cute.
Look at people with the Heart of Christ and love them.
Smile at people you don’t know. Offer a helping hand to someone who may or may not need it. Pick up that $20 on the floor and turn it in to the Security Guard since it’s not yours. Hold your kids close. Kiss your spouse. Enjoy the moment you’re in and don’t pine for material things. Pray for people. Say “Thank you.” Say, “I love you.”
Life is too short and you never know when it will be the last time you see someone.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.
Thank you, Grace, for hosting!!