Today David and I have been married for 7 months. During that time a lot of stuff has happened. I dare to say more then the average marriage. We've had a family member battle cancer, a family member pass away, a friend take their life, and the most important a big job change.
About a month and a half ago David separated from his job with the school system. It was a good paying job with good benefits -- but in reality it was taking a toll on his happiness and ultimately our happiness. My schedule with the TV station is not your normal schedule. I am completely unavailable during the weekend hours and they only time I'm home is when I'm asleep or eating breakfast. David's job was a normal Monday through Friday 8am to 5pm position. So basically except for when we were sleeping we had about 4 hours each night (20 hours a week) to spend time together. I'm sorry, but out of the 168 hours available through the week only 20 together is terrible. We kept telling ourselves that other couples have overcome more then us and we'd be able to work through it.
Now with his new job we get to spend much more time together. He still has to work on my days off but most of it is done from home. So even when he is working he's in the house with me and I have the ability to go up and talk to him or have lunch with him. It's definitely more of the marriage I imaged. Having actual days off together and the ability to go ride bikes, visit parks and do other things together.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Death & Mortality
You're reminded of your own mortality when you start losing the people around you. I guess that's the world's way of kicking you in the butt so you stop wasting your own life. Not that I feel like I've been wasting my life ... but I guess we can always do better.
On April 28, 2013 I went into work like any other day only to be informed that one of my co workers had gone missing overnight. It's a long personal story that's not mine to share in detail, but they would end up finding his body exactly two weeks later. This was a person who had a lot to live for. He was young, had an adorable little boy and an amazing talent to share with the world. Why things happened the way they did can never be understood, but all we know is that a person we had grown to love is no longer with us.
Then this morning I woke up to more bad news. My aunt, my mom's sister, had a bad asthma attack. By the time she was able to get medical attention she had been without oxygen for far too long. She had irreversible brain damage and her immediate family decided to take her off life support. Another reminder of just how mortal we are. I can count on both hands the number of people I personally know living with asthma, but never someone to actually die from it. I guess we take for granted the medical technology that helps people breath ... that is until it's not around.
In both cases I lean on the knowledge that each had a relationship with God and were welcomed into a far better place. My aunt won't have to live with asthma or allergies and is breathing like the day she was born. While my coworker has complete peace. During a memorial service for my coworker the pastor talked about how good can come out of bad situations. That because of my coworker's passing we had grown stronger as a work family. I know my aunt's situation will be the same. Her children will be able to come together as one and have a stronger and better relationship.
On April 28, 2013 I went into work like any other day only to be informed that one of my co workers had gone missing overnight. It's a long personal story that's not mine to share in detail, but they would end up finding his body exactly two weeks later. This was a person who had a lot to live for. He was young, had an adorable little boy and an amazing talent to share with the world. Why things happened the way they did can never be understood, but all we know is that a person we had grown to love is no longer with us.
Then this morning I woke up to more bad news. My aunt, my mom's sister, had a bad asthma attack. By the time she was able to get medical attention she had been without oxygen for far too long. She had irreversible brain damage and her immediate family decided to take her off life support. Another reminder of just how mortal we are. I can count on both hands the number of people I personally know living with asthma, but never someone to actually die from it. I guess we take for granted the medical technology that helps people breath ... that is until it's not around.
In both cases I lean on the knowledge that each had a relationship with God and were welcomed into a far better place. My aunt won't have to live with asthma or allergies and is breathing like the day she was born. While my coworker has complete peace. During a memorial service for my coworker the pastor talked about how good can come out of bad situations. That because of my coworker's passing we had grown stronger as a work family. I know my aunt's situation will be the same. Her children will be able to come together as one and have a stronger and better relationship.
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