The last several posts have been almost completely related to the robbery in April. My crazy doctor and I have decided that it might be time to start thinking of other things. Things… that might be… uh, more positive. So, this post will be about nothing but positives that have happened in my life recently.
I will have to say that in the last three months, I have definitely learned the value of a good family. I am blessed with an incredible family in which I was born into. My mother and sisters to which I am always thankful and know that they have my back, as I have theirs. As a family, we have been through a great deal in our lifetimes. We definitely live by the motto: What doesn’t kill us, only makes us stronger. We have met adversity head on, and I will say without the shadow of a doubt, that they are the main reason I was able to come through this. For it is our past that creates us, and makes us into the people we are today.
I am also very incredibly blessed to have a husband that is (not to sound cliche) but the yin to my yang. In the last three months I have learned what a truly special gift he is to me. Not only has he dealt with my clinginess, my paranoia, the sleeplessness for the first bit… which brought on the hallucinations and the anger so quickly… I cannot begin to understand how I was able to make it through that first month or so. I do not know how he found the strength to deal with me. But, I am eternally grateful. I now know that we can get through anything so long as we remember that we have each other and really need no one else. Love you D!
My baby sister will be having grand baby #2 in the coming weeks. I cannot wait for baby T to come into the world. B (#1) had so much to do with my getting better. As I sit here typing this, I am starting to figure out that there might have been a plan here. See, I am a workaholic. I work, work, work until it consumes my life. My last job had done so to the point that there was no line between work/home. And there needs to be for sanity purposes. I missed out on so much because I put so much responsibility and pressure upon myself. I don’t even want to think about it. Now that the pressure has been removed, I feel like a completely different person. Of course, if you compare me to 10 yrs ago, 6 yrs ago, 6 months ago, 3 months ago, and 6 weeks ago… these were all variations of what you see today. This time off from work has been wonderful in that I haven’t missed anything. And I won’t miss baby T’s birth.
In the weeks after the robbery, I knew there was no way for me to walk back into the situation that I had managed for the 4 yrs prior. So, I started looking for something else to do. After looking and applying to some not so great choices, I was approached about applying for a position with EJI. After 65 pages of name, ssn, address, and blood type (not really…), I applied and 20 days later received a phone call stating that I was hired. Yes, in this economy, this is a big thing. To me, however, it was even bigger because this is the first job I have received because of my merit. Not because someone knew me or a family member, not because I was supposedly going to learn a ‘family’ business, not because of anything… other than the fact that I looked good to them on paper. The sense of accomplishment was enough. Right now, this position is an ‘oncall’ position – which basically I just fill in for the BOA when they need me too. So it is has worked out nicely. Seems to be helping with my therapy and stuff too. Next week will be a real test because it will be a full time thing… The doc thinks it will be good for me. I sure hope so, because I am going crazy at home!
I am completely tired at this point, yet wide, freakin’ awake. Going to find an info-mercial to put me to sleep. Good night!
