Reflections – May 2010

May was a century ago, at least that’s what it feels like. This summer is flying buy and I am struggling to keep up. I know the last time I wrote a Reflections post, I said I wouldn’t dare let so much time go by before looking back. But, here we are again, a month late and a dollar short, because life happens.

Please note: the following events and thoughts about May are not in chronological order because quite frankly, I can’t remember when all of this happened.

Now that I think about it, I spent a lot of May home alone. Moanna was in Maryland having the time of her life (really it’s amazing that the child is willing to come home with how much fun Steve’s parents pack in during her visits), Steve was traveling around the country for work and I was at home like some lonely chump. I’m kidding, it was nice to have some personal time and to have an empty house to complete a few projects around the house. This project in particular was torturous .

I did take advantage of my time alone to go on an adventure with my friend Beth. We gave into our unhealthy obsession with The Pioneer Woman and took an epic road-trip to her book signing. It was a very long two days, but it was vital to my survival. I was in desperate need of a break, an adventure, quality time with mother nature and most importantly girl time. Beth took some amazing photographs of our trip which you can take a gander at here.

Late one evening when I was home alone I got a phone call from my Dad. I won’t recount the entire story (you can read that here), but he was calling to tell me that he was at Duke waiting for final confirmation that they had found a liver for him. It was a nerve wracking night, and I had no one to talk to but God, so I literally prayed until I fell asleep and was praying still when I woke up. The transplant was a success, and with the exception of a few lingering infections that had been hiding in his body from his previous liver transplant, this recovery has been a million times smoother than the last one.

Because I am famous for this as soon as life and work slowed down a smidgen I got sick. This has been a chronic problem my entire life. I am able to get through the busy spurts of life, and when I finally get a chance to slow down and relax (you know enjoy life a bit) I get knocked over the head illness. This particular time was rough. I was probably sick for more than three weeks. I would feel crappy for a few days, rest a bit, feel better and think I was healed, get sicker. I went through this cycle two or three times before I finally gave in and accepted being sick – very sick with bizarre symptoms. After blood tests coming back negative for the zillions of things I was tested for, I’m going to toss it up as a strange virus because if one more doctor/specialist looks at me and says, “Sounds like you were really sick, but you look fine now. Unless your symptoms come back, there really isn’t anything I can do for you.” I’m going to hit them over the head like a whack-a-mole. I’m used to odd sicknesses and symptoms taking over my body, but I’m getting really tired of paying doctors to say, “Eh, I don’t know what to tell you.”

Somewhere in the middle of my illness, Steve and I celebrated our anniversary. On the day of our actual anniversary, Steve was out of town, so we planned on celebrating as soon as he got back. When he got back from his trip, I was plagued with a fever and swollen glands, so Steve cooked me dinner and we rain checked our date. A few days later (when I thought I was feeling better), we celebrated with a nice dinner and movie.

Memorial Day was a great day. I was still far from par, but we got up early that morning (earlier than we normally would on a day off) and to have brunch with some friends. I’m not usually a breakfast person, but oh my, you have no idea how much I enjoyed the food that our friends cooked for us. After breakfast, we loaded up our cars went to the Parkway for a “hike.” We had three toddlers, one munchkin in a back pack and one pregnant chicky in the mix, so it was more like a walk with a few leaves and sticks to step over. It was a lovely morning, followed by a fantastic nap.

Last and certainly not least, early slash mid-May-ish we announced (announced is not at all the right word, but just go with it) a major change in our lives. We excitedly-regrettably-happily-hesitantly made it known that Steve had been promoted with his company and as a result, we would be relocating to Atlanta, Georgia. In addition to a change of address, this move is going to completely change our lives. You can trust that you will continue to hear much more about this relocation process in the coming days, weeks and months as we move and adjust to life in the big city.

It seems like I should have gotten a speeding ticket for how fast I raced through May. I don’t know how it happened, but it was like May came and I was suddenly on the Autobahn driving 110mph. My engine is still panting from how hard and fast I pushed through May.

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