No one ever thinks that when they get married that in just a few short years they would be burying the love of their life.
When we get married we feel indestructible and that the entire world is before us, ready to roll whichever direction we will it to go.
Reality might settle in when the first disagreements or children come along. We work up to these things though. As we come to know our best friend better, we come to know ourselves better. We grow together - or at least that's the plan anyway.
There is a "happily ever after family" gathering together right now in a local hospital as they are about to turn off the life-support for their wife, mother, daughter, and sister. I can't imagine what my cousin and his young children must be going through.
At the same time I can also imagine that there is a great deal of comfort knowing that the pain and suffering is now coming to an end.
I used to think that Christmas Eve should always be filled with joy and excitement. I see it much differently now.
Mercy, humility, peace, loving-kindness, prayer, hope, charity… these are the emotions of Christmas Eve. If joy happens to accompany the mix, well then, embrace it too.
God bless us, everyone!
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Friday, December 20, 2013
Tests, Vomit, and a Pat on the Back
My recent blog silence has been due to a series final exams and being really sick. I am happy to report that two really cool things happened during this time. So here's the story…
Studying, worrying, feeling unprepared no matter how prepared I got myself… ever been there?
You got it! I got sick. All that worry and stress, adding in a little bad weather, horrible inversion making the air nasty - this is prime ground to get sick.
Cool thing #1 was that I did really well on my tests and one of them was a certifying test with the American College of Sports Medicine. You got it! I am now a Certified Personal Trainer!
However, just hours before my test that couldn't be rescheduled, without losing a lot of money, my sickness took a turn for the worse. I managed to get through the test and home in time before I really was out of it.
I've not been this sick in many years. Never fear antibiotics and loving family support are here! God bless all those that helped me during this time. Especially one person in particular…
Cool thing #2 is that despite having to ignore and be clear of my son so he wouldn't get sick from me, he still managed to cope and love me anyway. Here's that story now.
At one point I was alone, vomiting in the bathroom when I heard the patter of my son's little feet come behind me. Worrying about how to block him from the vile violent view as well as keep his curious hands out of the way, I discovered I didn't need to worry.
My little guy just stood at my back hugging me and patting my back until I was done. Then he simply just walked away to play with the dogs.
(as of 12/21/13 I am also a Certified Functional Movement Specialist!)
Studying, worrying, feeling unprepared no matter how prepared I got myself… ever been there?
You got it! I got sick. All that worry and stress, adding in a little bad weather, horrible inversion making the air nasty - this is prime ground to get sick.
Cool thing #1 was that I did really well on my tests and one of them was a certifying test with the American College of Sports Medicine. You got it! I am now a Certified Personal Trainer!
However, just hours before my test that couldn't be rescheduled, without losing a lot of money, my sickness took a turn for the worse. I managed to get through the test and home in time before I really was out of it.
I've not been this sick in many years. Never fear antibiotics and loving family support are here! God bless all those that helped me during this time. Especially one person in particular…
Cool thing #2 is that despite having to ignore and be clear of my son so he wouldn't get sick from me, he still managed to cope and love me anyway. Here's that story now.
At one point I was alone, vomiting in the bathroom when I heard the patter of my son's little feet come behind me. Worrying about how to block him from the vile violent view as well as keep his curious hands out of the way, I discovered I didn't need to worry.
My little guy just stood at my back hugging me and patting my back until I was done. Then he simply just walked away to play with the dogs.
(as of 12/21/13 I am also a Certified Functional Movement Specialist!)
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