Skip to main content

Who am I now?

To say a metamorphosis has occurred would be an understatement.

To admit to no longer knowing where or how I fit in, exactly, would be to admit uncertainty in the face of great change and opportunity.

To look around each day and realize how much I missed during my reinvention, how so many of life's little pleasures were not mine to enjoy, would be an admission of my extreme focus, albeit a focus with a cost.

But all of these are true, and in the weeks since graduation I've begun to return to my self, to my life, to the ability to enjoy subtle gifts each day.

Yes, I am very very focused on preparing for national exams, and yes, I study hard every day.  But I am slowly trying to rediscover my life.

There is the garden in the morning. Long walks/jogs. Rainy afternoons. Cooking. Smoking (not cigarettes, meats. We bought a smoker and I am the one in charge..it's great!)

There's Bernie the Wonder Granddog, my amazing son, my incredible husband, our two silly, loving cats, friends who have been there....

So much to see, do, and be as I develop the new iteration of me.

Hugs and much love,

Stevie

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Schnazzed up Desert Magnolia..again, thanks to LP the graphics guru!

Happy Thursday, everyone! Nope, it's not quite Spring yet, but sometimes a girl's gotta get a new 'do. Or in this case this girl's gotta get a new blog header. You know what I mean. Thank you LP! You rock. I love the artistic approach..it's soft but nice and still says, 'Enter here at your own risk, for opinions of a strong nature are sure to be expressed.' That's how I see it, anyway.

May I please be excused?

When G.G. was sorting through the mail the other night he stopped, then started to chuckle. And then he handed me an envelope in which a Jury Summons was contained. He chuckled because he has been called twice, and I have never been called. And for some reason he thought that wasn't right, or fair, or something. Well, I got mine. But it turns out I need to ask them a favor. To postpone my civic duty until after the holidays. Because before the holidays I am responsible for planning and overseeing and/or executing all year end marketing and PR for our little company, as well as publishing our final edition of an e-pub that now distributes to over 300K people each edition, so it needs to look good. And not have spelling errors and stuff. And then when that e-pub flies? I'll be flying, literally, to Providence, then to Europe and the Middle East. There's a lot to get done before I go, and I'm desperately hoping that our jury management system accepts my reque

Running Shoes...with Waves

Remember when you had one pair of tennies and they were for everything? Everything. Those days ended for me in high school when I started to run in earnest. In Nike Pegasus, their original running shoe, in white leather with a red swoosh. They were cushiony and durable and made me feel like less of a poser and more like a real runner. After that the style options exploded. I can't remember when Nike came out with their patented Air technology, but I had one of the original pairs..paid a ton of money for them, but it was money well spent. I ran all over the place in those things. All over. The foothills, the valley, sidewalks, parks, around the Academy, wherever...many miles in the originals. Generations of shoes later, I find myself not so happy with the Nike anymore. I've spent thousands of dollars on them in my life, but a few years back began to notice what I deemed to be a general decline in quality, though they've never stopped increasing their prices with ea