I have begun a new chapter in my life. So many changes since I wrote here last, and more stuff yet to come. Time has become distorted, slowed down to where 24 hours, feels like a week has gone by. I got called away, about seven weeks ago I guess; to be by the side of my critically ill mother. That’s been a saga. The most I got out of inhabiting hospitals and rehab centers all that time, was make sure you stay healthy. You don’t want to get old and have never taken care of your health – believe me.
Then, during all this, I had to deal with my corporate work life, whom were making it unbelievably hard to take personal leave. I had returned home and my job after two weeks away. I began to deal with HR, who needed to know specific dates, how long will I be gone, a physicians signed affidavit, and no guarantee that my job would be there when I returned. After two weeks of going no-where with HR, I got another horrific phone call from my mother, prompting me to leave immediately on a five hour road trip to her bedside. Honestly, I thought she was passing away. The HR mess and thoughts of bedside mourning made me just snap inside and so I quit my job. For 24 hours I felt free, energized, unencumbered by the corporate yoke. Then I looked at my voice mail… corporate asking me not to quit and to come back. So here I sit, seven weeks later after all this began, home again, waiting for HR to tell me that I have access to the system and return to my job… at glacial speed.
Creatively speaking, I have been painting my kitchen cabinets while I wait… and my mother survived – and that will be another chapter. My new mantra is lets just take one day at a time. This is the best I can do in this moment.
