Ever feel like you fell asleep on the bus of life and just missed your stop? The wheels keep turning and you realize you need to exit, but just aren’t sure where.
Yesterday was one of those days.
I remember an episode of Dead Like Me, where Georgia decides to let someone live who she should have reaped. Ends up backfiring on her. The person lives, but since it was past their “time” there are repercussions and it turns into something that never should have happened & bring a certain negative side and corruption. More people die earlier than planned due to side effects of one person living longer than they should have. As morbid as it sounds, that show gave me comfort. In a lot of ways death is brutal to accept. If you see it as a relief and timely, it gives it a little better chance of acceptance.
Learning that Adam Yauch, MCA of the Beastie Boys passed yesterday after an emotional day was harder than I ever could have imagined. Like my mom’s, his cancer started in a gland in the neck area & he went through surgery & radiation. I imagine the holding mask was similar to my mom’s that they used to pinpoint the radiation – that mask creeped me out more than any one in a costume shop ever could. Maybe it was his time. Maybe it was a relief to let go of the struggle. Maybe his passing will spur a positive action that will save lives. Maybe. Still it’s not an easy one to accept right now. I never met the man, but his words inspired and were the soundtrack to many moments in my life. His ability to spotlight and raise money for Tibet, will stand as a testament to his true character. One can only hope to be able to help others as he did. Still I can’t help but wonder what else he could have achieved given more time.
Struggling to feel like I’m not wasting my time.
Stressed out is not somewhere I am going. I have learned to deal with things better than that. Reality is to be dealt with or forgotten. Current status is I have debt, I have no insurance again & yet still have daily meds I need. The cash flow took a nose dive in this transition which I am still waiting on confirmation on what I am transitioning too. I am in school, but not yet able to register for classes…. which means I don’t know what schedule I can offer to a new employer. Still waiting to hear back about the student loan, which means adding more debt and frankly although I love the idea of doing this on my own, makes me nauseous to think about any MORE debt. And this is all in the hopes that it makes improvements in my own life and allows me to do more that I believe in? Is it all worth it?
Certainly is a good distraction from mom being sick. Still she is. Felt horrible not being able to make things better. I wasn’t even able to keep her on her medication schedule. In my defense I don’t really know her schedule, but I lost track of time and didn’t wake her up in time to take a morophine dose and she ended up dealing with the pain of my mistake. Which sadly she has had to do a lot in my life. Feels helpless waiting for the pain to go away and the medication to do its magic.
Home isn’t home anymore. Hasn’t been for years. Still its the only place she is now and I want to treasure the time we have. Moving back isn’t an option, especially since my Dad’s dog sees Baxter as a threat to whatever & we have to keep the two separated so as not to stress out my Dad needlessly. The crazy mutt has a screw loose and has attacked the pug once in the past so there is grounds to worry but added anxiety doesn’t exactly discourage things from escalating. So my trip to visit got cut short. Easier to just exit than to cause others the stress.
Was driving back to the beach when I learned of MCA’s passing. Was driving there when I learned of Junior Seau‘s passing. Both chilled me and shook me more than I would have expected. Hard to see people you admire fall down. We are all humans, but at times its so easy to see those who are doing great things as more. Hope that they will always continue being strong, inspiring and doing the good they do. Reality is we all have a time line and the lines end. Why its so hard to accept is beyond my scope of reasoning.
But on the topic of time lines… I feel like mine is both non-existant and yet still feels neverending!
On one hand I know it seems like I have all the freedom in the world to do what may & reinvent life on a whim.
In my mind the list of things that need to get done immediately is neverending. Overwhelmingly so.
Still I have to take a deep breath & remember that each day has three main goals that HAVE to be achieved. The rest is all in the details.
Balancing the urges to give up and to fight on.
I know its going to be hard and waiting is half the struggle for now, but I am ready to move forward. To know how to plan the next few months at least. Knowing we never know when our time lines will be up it so frustrating to waste hours, days waiting to see what will be. Waiting so that when the shot is fired to start the race, you will be ready to go with all your heart.
So I wait. Preparing scenarios and scoping ideas. Ready for my chance to get back in the race and follow my heart. Hoping that there is still time to make my stance and improve something before the finish line.