Life

Life can certainly move at a fast pace. It is the illusion that I can control it, but the reality is we are all prisoners of time. Last week was a world wind of activity. At least for someone who doesn’t normally have a calendar that was plagued by constant activity. My thoughts are if you are always busy, when do you have the time to really check in with yourself? When do you feel? I am learning that fine balance as I start this new endeavor, continue to write, and be of service in my volunteer position.

Brian went back to work this week which provided us with a lot of gratitude and my job is in full swing. Training is making my brain throb. It is a lot of information and well it should be since I will answering calls for 988/Crisis Line (suicide hotline). The moment of truth is when I go live with calls in mid-February. January has provided me with lots of opportunities to pivot.

And while there are changes on the home front, I am experiencing my first loss in my volunteer position with Hosparus. One of my special ladies – as Bailey likes to refer to them – is in the process of transitioning. I knew coming into this position that my job was to provide companionship and comfort, but it still doesn’t erase the sense of grief that I am experiencing. Even with the sense of grief, I am met with the deep satisfaction that I was a part of something bigger. I think helping to walk someone home is the greatest gift we can give at the end of life.

Even with all the events that keep unfolding around me, I am mindful that in order for me to keep moving forward, I need to check in with myself on a daily basis. How am I feeling? What do I need to do today to take care of myself today? Sometimes it is as simple as meditating for 10 minutes or just being quiet. Reading has always provided solace along with spending time with people who get me.

Life will continue to happen. The unknowns are all around me, but I get to show up each and every day with the understanding that each moment gives me something to enjoy if I allow it. Life is hard enough without finding all the goodness it has to offer. Despite the political and social climate, I can still live a full and happy life. It is a choice. I choose to show up and live a life full of possibilities. What do you choose?