Saturday, December 20, 2008

Running to Stand Still

I'm all over the place lately. Literally. DC, Cleavland, Madison, Dallas, and in 6 hours it'll be Hawaii. Finally. It's here. I can't think of a crazier time in my life than the past couple of months. And before you child toting individuals start to scoff, yes, I am aware that there are crazier times ahead when little people will one day pitter patter and poop all over me. But at present, my cup runneth over and I'm ready for the roller coaster to stop. At least for a while. I need to catch my breath dammit.

I haven't yet been able to write about Grammie, her life and her passing. I will when I'm ready.

Over and over again I catch myself saying 'I'll be able to breathe a little next week' or 'After this week things will calm down and I'll be able to catch up'. But then the next week I catch myself repeating those same words. And somehow it's less than a week away from Christmas and I haven't bought a single gift or card. I look around my house and realize my holiday decorating efforts are abysmal at best and I never did get around to baking all those damn holiday cookies intended for co-workers and the like. Perhaps that last bit though is best for everyone.

My plane leaves for Hawaii in 6 hours. Perhaps there I can find some peace. Some breath. Inhaling the sun, exhaling the cold and ice. Inhaling the fresh sea air, exhaling ick. Wish me luck.

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