It’s been quite a week here in the zoo! Partly because today is my birthday, and I’ve been celebrating all week long. I often get the birthday blues because I shared my birthday with my grandfather for 27 years. Losing him still stings like a swarm of bees straight to the heart.
My life is chaotic. I spend half my time hoping he’s up there watching me, and the other half praying he didn’t see that… you know the moments- the ones where the house is gross and the kids are grosser, or when I forget to hold my tongue, the days when I accomplish nothing. How many times do I say to myself: “If Softy were here, he’d know what I should do…”? Read the rest of this entry
I have always wished I were one of those Nike ad kind of people- running shoes bouncing up bleachers with Eye of the Tiger blasting through my earphones and a smile on my face as I pushed myself to the absolute limit. It didn’t ever pan out that way. I was a klutzy kid who broke bones all the time. A long time ago I made peace with the fact that I wasn’t the cheerleader or the Barbie doll, and instead I made a goal to just be a healthier me.
Then a few years ago I was seeing spots and feeling bad all the time, my feet were swollen, and I finally broke down and went to the doctor. As one of the many uninsured Americans, I avoid the doctor at all costs. I don’t wanna owe $300 for an aspirin, so I have become pretty good at taking care of myself. Or so I thought… Read the rest of this entry