The tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary affected me in many ways. Everyday a news story would come on that would bring me to tears. I just can't mentally process why or how someone could do this to babies? Those children were innocent! We all blame different things. We want answers. Some say it is because of violent video games, while others blame gun control and mental health awareness/ insurance companies. He, who should not be named (no glory from me buddy), had no humanity. That is the real problem here.
Other countries have guns. Gun control isn't the problem. The system actually worked for him. He was denied a gun. Why his mother felt the need to own assault rifles is a little questionable, but nonetheless, perfectly legal. I'm not going to fight about this issue here. I have other points to discuss.
If you didn't join the gun control platform, you joined the mental health one. Some don't feel the insurance companies provide enough support, and that's why he did his unthinkable act. While I agree that mental health issues tend to be brushed under the rug, I think we are past that. His actions were no longer human. They were just evil.
Which leads me to my point. Humanity. To look at a child that is 6 years old and shoot them, is no longer a human action. He was a monster. We live in a culture where it is okay to be rude and snippy. We don't treat each other with respect anymore. We are bad to each other! When I am driving, I know I personally have quite a bit of road rage. For what purpose? Because the other driver is too slow? What good does it solve? What happened to holding the door for someone, or helping old ladies cross the streets? Why do we get mad at sales people and feel entitled all the time? Why don't we smile at strangers, and if we do, why do we get looked at like we are crazy (unless they are old)?
Forgive me for stereotyping. I know that you are not guilty of any of these things. My point here isn't to pass blame, but to recognize a problem. I have no doubt that mental health issues are part genetic and part environmental, so my suggestions may help or maybe not. I want people to look at each other for what they are. They are people. They all have family to go home to just like you do. They have feelings just the same. They are affect positively by that smile you gave as you walked past. They appreciate the gesture of holding the door for you so you don't drop your Chipotle (I dropped mine.. true story). Waving to your neighbor shouldn't be awkward, even better, get to know them! Let's get back to the golden rule. I want to be treated like gold, so I better reciprocate!
Now, I'm no fool. Do I know for certain changing how we treat people could've prevented that? No. I have no idea. I think "he" was no longer human. He had lost his humanity along the way. Maybe he still would've been crazy. Who knows. I just would like to think that if "he" or another like him, had been treated like gold, he would've had less motivation. I want them to know that they were cared about and loved (not now, before their actions). I want them to see that all people are inherently good, as Anne Frank believed. I also believe that mantra. Perhaps that is my flaw?
So my faithful blog followers, here is your mission. Go out and be good. Easy enough. Don't let doors slam into other people's Chipotle. When a baby throws their toy outside the stroller unbeknownst to mom, give it back. Let pedestrians cross the sidewalk without huffing and puffing. Don't yell at the McDonald's people, mistakes happen. You live once, why be grumpy all the time? Make a difference in somebodies day, hopefully they take that cue and reciprocate. Maybe it will get to that disturbed individual who has given up on society.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
A Bite Out of the Big Apple
Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just grab a snapple,
I'll tell you how I became the princess of the big apple..
From east Cincinnati, I was born and raised.
In a bowling alley is where I spent most of my days.
Suddenly I realized I was acting a fool,
When my hubby started acting a tool.
My subconscious, it was up to no good.
It started making trouble in my neighborhood.
I got into too many fights, and got real smart,
I took off to DC to make a fresh start.
Insert DC move... and the close proximity to NY.... Resume!
I purchased a bus ticket, and when it came near,
Side of the bus was funny, but hey it was here.
The seat was not comfy, but though I knew it would work,
So I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to New York!
I pulled up to the city about a quarter to 11.
And I knew right away, that I was in heaven.
Looked at my kingdom I was ready to dabble
To sit on my throne as the princess of the Big Apple.
Well, it's all over now. I took my second solo, whirlwind trip. This time, I went to New York City! First, a little background history....
It all started a couple of years ago... In my old life, when asked if I wanted to go to New York, I would simply refuse. That city is frightening! All the murders, and mugging! Yikes! It is a giant city, and I'm from a smaller city that is relatively easy to navigate around... Cincinnati, OH. New York was daunting. I believe my solo trip to DC and my subsequent move there, helped me overcome my fears and visit the giant city of fear!
DC has the convenience of being a short, cheap bus ride to New York. I did my research and went with Greyhound (ps. I loved it and they were cheaper than the others). As the trip grew near, nervousness was replaced with excitement!
When we arrived at the Port Authority bus/ subway terminal... I was shocked! New Yorkers are rude, they don't follow standard traffic/safety protocol, and some of them are quite scruffy looking! Somehow, after getting turned around quite a bit, I found my hotel! I stayed just a block from Times Square, at The Milford Plaza Hotel. Again, wow, there were a lot of people! Again, rude people. I decided to try to check in early, so I can get on my way! My room was not only ready, it was on the top floor! All of my worry dissipated. I dropped off my stuff and went on my way!
The first thing I noticed was that my hotel was right next to where The Lion King plays. I knew I was in the right place! I walked over to Times square and was in awe! I nicknamed Times Square as "light street." It was sooo bright, even at lunch time! I quickly found Elmo, and a couple of my favorite stores for a little Black Friday shopping extravaganza before lunch! When lunch time came around, I found all of the tourists at these sardine packed restaurants and did not feel inspired to wait. I wandered around and found a cute little wine bar, with plenty of open tables. I knew that was the place for me! It was everything I would expect from a wine bar! After lunch, I went to find my theater ticket for the night. I stood in a long line and decided fate would help me choose. The big shows were sold out, obviously. I tried and tried to decide what to see, but couldn't. Finally, I asked one of the ticket booth workers. I told him I was thinking about watching Elf. He told me that I wouldn't like it. He said it is funny, but nothing compares to the original. I know my self pretty well, I always compare to the original and am always disappointed. He recommended Peter and the Starcatchers. He told me it was a musical, award winning, and it was funny. I decided that I would decide when I got to the ticket booth. When I got to the window, the guy gave me the price for Elf, for bad seats, and I just couldn't pay that kind of money for something I probably wouldn't like. Fate intervened! For $10 more, I had fantastic seats, in the middle, 3 rows back for Peter and the Starcathers! Sold! I went back to the guy who made the recommendation and told him the news! I was so excited! I had a lovely conversation with him and moved on with my day! More shopping! Very predictable...
Show time! I got all pretty and made my way to the theater. I was running late, so dinner consisted of a hot dog from a street vendor (sadly, it was on my to do list...). I got into the theater and it was beautiful! It was one of the old classic, ornate styles. I was so excited! The play started and it was nothing like anything I've ever seen before! It was by far, the best play I've ever seen! I laughed so hard! It was so creative and witty! The actors were fantastic! They had 12 people for all of the roles through the play! At the end, I was so moved that I had tears in my eyes! Simply fantastic.
My playbill had a restaurant recommendation, and since my phone (with my yelp resources) was practically dead, I took its suggestion. I ended up at this cute french restaurant. I was famished so I asked the server what I should order. She recommended the escargot! Yes, I knew what I ordered. I told myself, you live once and ate away! For the record, the were just okay. She also recommended this wonderful dish, that I tried very hard to eat. I failed. The poor bus boy just kept coming back and encouraging me to eat! I think he thought I had too much to drink... I did. I forgot the prosecco that I ordered came in a bottle... I don't like to waste! (That was after another glass of wine). Oiy. I got back safely, just a touch miserable!
The next morning I set out on a mission. I knew what I had to see, and how long I had to do it. First stop was breakfast.... ok, ok... brunch. I stopped at a cute little wine bar... yes, there is a theme. I just came across it by chance! They seat me at the bar and I have a great conversation with another Ohioan! He was from Sandusky. He was an actor who was trying to make it on Broadway. I will never cease to be in awe of actors! We talked for a bit, so I friended him on facebook. We had mutual facebook friends! In the middle of New York City! Crazy stuff!
Feeling full after a delicious brunch... and a couple of mimosas, I head out to conquer the city. First stop, Central park. Did I mention that it was absolutely freezing? I walked there. Sad, but true. I most definitely wasn't going to walk back, so I braved the subway. Wow, DC is much easier to navigate! I asked a lady for help. We chatted for a bit and I soon found out that her daughter is a student at the very campus that I work! Small world incident #2. That lady coddled me and helped me get on my way! I was lucky. Who knows where I would've ended up!
The subway took me to the Rockefeller Center. I managed to kill 2 birds with one stone! One was to Ice skate, and the other was to go to the top of a tall building. Up I went! I loved it! They called it, "Top of the Rock." Cute title. If I thought it was cold at street level, I was dreadfully wrong. The top of the building had the added benefit of wind. Wow, it was freezing. I got some great pics and saw some great views and got on my way. I managed to make my way to the VIP section of the ice skating rink. Again, that slogan, "You only live once," popped into my head. Oiy. I better forget that slogan soon. In I went! I was so glad I went that route. The normal way had a line, and it was freezing. I got ready in a nice tent, with easy purse checking, free hot chocolate and cookies. I changed my skates 3 times to be more comfortable! I was terrified about my past experience of ice skating. I stayed glued to the wall. This time, I don't know why, but I was a rockstar! Perhaps confidence. I was jetting all around the place going as fast as I could. I don't know why I do that to myself! Yikes! I only fell once! I noticed when I was skating, there was a guy who was doing amazing things. I finally caught up to him and he tried to teach me to skate a little better. He even tried to teach me to go backwards... That didn't work fyi. All good things must come to an end. Again, we shared facebook info.... again we had mutual facebook friends. 3rd random small world moment of the day! I walked towards the area known as restaurant row to find my dinner destination. I randomly found this cute little swing music bar. I asked the server what to get, and was again not disappointed. I had one of the best rib eyes in my life! I also got a taste of a local bakery with some delicious apple pie. Yummy!
Alas, it was time to go back to reality. I managed to get back to the bus terminal and got the last seat on the bus to leave an hour earlier. My body was sooo happy to not wait around in the bus terminal for another hour! I was soooo exhausted. My legs and my feet were super achy from all the walking. Oiy. Now I have time to reflect. What did this trip mean for me? Was it purely just a way to spend a lot of money, or more than that?
All I know, is that now I feel invincible.
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute, just grab a snapple,
I'll tell you how I became the princess of the big apple..
From east Cincinnati, I was born and raised.
In a bowling alley is where I spent most of my days.
Suddenly I realized I was acting a fool,
When my hubby started acting a tool.
My subconscious, it was up to no good.
It started making trouble in my neighborhood.
I got into too many fights, and got real smart,
I took off to DC to make a fresh start.
Insert DC move... and the close proximity to NY.... Resume!
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| My Bus... hehehehe |
I purchased a bus ticket, and when it came near,
Side of the bus was funny, but hey it was here.
The seat was not comfy, but though I knew it would work,
So I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to New York!
I pulled up to the city about a quarter to 11.
And I knew right away, that I was in heaven.
Looked at my kingdom I was ready to dabble
To sit on my throne as the princess of the Big Apple.
Well, it's all over now. I took my second solo, whirlwind trip. This time, I went to New York City! First, a little background history....
It all started a couple of years ago... In my old life, when asked if I wanted to go to New York, I would simply refuse. That city is frightening! All the murders, and mugging! Yikes! It is a giant city, and I'm from a smaller city that is relatively easy to navigate around... Cincinnati, OH. New York was daunting. I believe my solo trip to DC and my subsequent move there, helped me overcome my fears and visit the giant city of fear!
DC has the convenience of being a short, cheap bus ride to New York. I did my research and went with Greyhound (ps. I loved it and they were cheaper than the others). As the trip grew near, nervousness was replaced with excitement!
When we arrived at the Port Authority bus/ subway terminal... I was shocked! New Yorkers are rude, they don't follow standard traffic/safety protocol, and some of them are quite scruffy looking! Somehow, after getting turned around quite a bit, I found my hotel! I stayed just a block from Times Square, at The Milford Plaza Hotel. Again, wow, there were a lot of people! Again, rude people. I decided to try to check in early, so I can get on my way! My room was not only ready, it was on the top floor! All of my worry dissipated. I dropped off my stuff and went on my way!
The first thing I noticed was that my hotel was right next to where The Lion King plays. I knew I was in the right place! I walked over to Times square and was in awe! I nicknamed Times Square as "light street." It was sooo bright, even at lunch time! I quickly found Elmo, and a couple of my favorite stores for a little Black Friday shopping extravaganza before lunch! When lunch time came around, I found all of the tourists at these sardine packed restaurants and did not feel inspired to wait. I wandered around and found a cute little wine bar, with plenty of open tables. I knew that was the place for me! It was everything I would expect from a wine bar! After lunch, I went to find my theater ticket for the night. I stood in a long line and decided fate would help me choose. The big shows were sold out, obviously. I tried and tried to decide what to see, but couldn't. Finally, I asked one of the ticket booth workers. I told him I was thinking about watching Elf. He told me that I wouldn't like it. He said it is funny, but nothing compares to the original. I know my self pretty well, I always compare to the original and am always disappointed. He recommended Peter and the Starcatchers. He told me it was a musical, award winning, and it was funny. I decided that I would decide when I got to the ticket booth. When I got to the window, the guy gave me the price for Elf, for bad seats, and I just couldn't pay that kind of money for something I probably wouldn't like. Fate intervened! For $10 more, I had fantastic seats, in the middle, 3 rows back for Peter and the Starcathers! Sold! I went back to the guy who made the recommendation and told him the news! I was so excited! I had a lovely conversation with him and moved on with my day! More shopping! Very predictable...
Show time! I got all pretty and made my way to the theater. I was running late, so dinner consisted of a hot dog from a street vendor (sadly, it was on my to do list...). I got into the theater and it was beautiful! It was one of the old classic, ornate styles. I was so excited! The play started and it was nothing like anything I've ever seen before! It was by far, the best play I've ever seen! I laughed so hard! It was so creative and witty! The actors were fantastic! They had 12 people for all of the roles through the play! At the end, I was so moved that I had tears in my eyes! Simply fantastic.
My playbill had a restaurant recommendation, and since my phone (with my yelp resources) was practically dead, I took its suggestion. I ended up at this cute french restaurant. I was famished so I asked the server what I should order. She recommended the escargot! Yes, I knew what I ordered. I told myself, you live once and ate away! For the record, the were just okay. She also recommended this wonderful dish, that I tried very hard to eat. I failed. The poor bus boy just kept coming back and encouraging me to eat! I think he thought I had too much to drink... I did. I forgot the prosecco that I ordered came in a bottle... I don't like to waste! (That was after another glass of wine). Oiy. I got back safely, just a touch miserable!
The next morning I set out on a mission. I knew what I had to see, and how long I had to do it. First stop was breakfast.... ok, ok... brunch. I stopped at a cute little wine bar... yes, there is a theme. I just came across it by chance! They seat me at the bar and I have a great conversation with another Ohioan! He was from Sandusky. He was an actor who was trying to make it on Broadway. I will never cease to be in awe of actors! We talked for a bit, so I friended him on facebook. We had mutual facebook friends! In the middle of New York City! Crazy stuff!
Feeling full after a delicious brunch... and a couple of mimosas, I head out to conquer the city. First stop, Central park. Did I mention that it was absolutely freezing? I walked there. Sad, but true. I most definitely wasn't going to walk back, so I braved the subway. Wow, DC is much easier to navigate! I asked a lady for help. We chatted for a bit and I soon found out that her daughter is a student at the very campus that I work! Small world incident #2. That lady coddled me and helped me get on my way! I was lucky. Who knows where I would've ended up!
The subway took me to the Rockefeller Center. I managed to kill 2 birds with one stone! One was to Ice skate, and the other was to go to the top of a tall building. Up I went! I loved it! They called it, "Top of the Rock." Cute title. If I thought it was cold at street level, I was dreadfully wrong. The top of the building had the added benefit of wind. Wow, it was freezing. I got some great pics and saw some great views and got on my way. I managed to make my way to the VIP section of the ice skating rink. Again, that slogan, "You only live once," popped into my head. Oiy. I better forget that slogan soon. In I went! I was so glad I went that route. The normal way had a line, and it was freezing. I got ready in a nice tent, with easy purse checking, free hot chocolate and cookies. I changed my skates 3 times to be more comfortable! I was terrified about my past experience of ice skating. I stayed glued to the wall. This time, I don't know why, but I was a rockstar! Perhaps confidence. I was jetting all around the place going as fast as I could. I don't know why I do that to myself! Yikes! I only fell once! I noticed when I was skating, there was a guy who was doing amazing things. I finally caught up to him and he tried to teach me to skate a little better. He even tried to teach me to go backwards... That didn't work fyi. All good things must come to an end. Again, we shared facebook info.... again we had mutual facebook friends. 3rd random small world moment of the day! I walked towards the area known as restaurant row to find my dinner destination. I randomly found this cute little swing music bar. I asked the server what to get, and was again not disappointed. I had one of the best rib eyes in my life! I also got a taste of a local bakery with some delicious apple pie. Yummy!
Alas, it was time to go back to reality. I managed to get back to the bus terminal and got the last seat on the bus to leave an hour earlier. My body was sooo happy to not wait around in the bus terminal for another hour! I was soooo exhausted. My legs and my feet were super achy from all the walking. Oiy. Now I have time to reflect. What did this trip mean for me? Was it purely just a way to spend a lot of money, or more than that?
All I know, is that now I feel invincible.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Your Inspirational Thought of the Day
Life is short. Embrace it. You've heard it before, but do you really understand it? Something can happen at any time to end it, or to decrease the quality of it substantially. My turning point happened in the PACU after a tumor removal. Even in my drugged state, I knew what the doctor meant when he said the cells were neoplastic. Oiy. It was December 27th, 2011. Merry Christmas, right? I was 27 and had old lady ovarian cancer. The doctor's said it was highly unlikely that it was cancerous, but me and my whole can't-be-like-everyone-else self defied the odds. Sure, I wallowed in my pity a little. The first few weeks were terrible.
Somewhere in that time period, I realized how lucky I was. It was caught when it was tiny, before it had spread anywhere. This is how summer camp saved my life. The doctor at camp, didn't like how sick I was that week and demanded that I go to see a new primary care provider. That doctor did the most thorough assessment I've ever had and evaluated every symptom I could think of. Finally, I was sent to the CT scanner, where my tumor was found. Lucky, right?
This totally changed my life. I might have done a lot of things this past year that may have sounded questionable. I was out all the time, go to bed late, work all day, then go back out. Repeat. I was exhausted, but I was happy. I started my informal bucket list. No where will you find a paper copy. It's all in my head, and it is ever changing. Some things are added on the spot! Some of my best adventures are all spontaneous.
One of my favorite stories, included one of my friends. We went to get lunch in my old part of town, walked the Loveland bike trail and along the river, did some shopping, then ended with a picnic in my new favorite park, and playing pool (soaking wet) at a local bar (most of the day was spontaneous). My favorite part was when I was eyeing the fountain at the park, with the intention to run through it. Instead of looking at me like I was uncouth or crazy, he told me to hand him my purse! Then when I was barely wet, he encouraged me to go all in! Why be restrained by what other's think? If there is something you want, go for it. Find a friend who wants you to run through fountain, put that on your list.
I am always out there, doing fun, perhaps slightly crazy, things. Nothing bugs me more than when I ask someone if they are up to anything, and they say "No." Why??? Go out there, do big things. Make memories that will last. Most importantly, make each day count.
(That's my fountain at Washington Park in Cincinnati)
Now that I think about it, it is funny that my favorite place was Washington Park.... Fate????
Somewhere in that time period, I realized how lucky I was. It was caught when it was tiny, before it had spread anywhere. This is how summer camp saved my life. The doctor at camp, didn't like how sick I was that week and demanded that I go to see a new primary care provider. That doctor did the most thorough assessment I've ever had and evaluated every symptom I could think of. Finally, I was sent to the CT scanner, where my tumor was found. Lucky, right?
This totally changed my life. I might have done a lot of things this past year that may have sounded questionable. I was out all the time, go to bed late, work all day, then go back out. Repeat. I was exhausted, but I was happy. I started my informal bucket list. No where will you find a paper copy. It's all in my head, and it is ever changing. Some things are added on the spot! Some of my best adventures are all spontaneous.
One of my favorite stories, included one of my friends. We went to get lunch in my old part of town, walked the Loveland bike trail and along the river, did some shopping, then ended with a picnic in my new favorite park, and playing pool (soaking wet) at a local bar (most of the day was spontaneous). My favorite part was when I was eyeing the fountain at the park, with the intention to run through it. Instead of looking at me like I was uncouth or crazy, he told me to hand him my purse! Then when I was barely wet, he encouraged me to go all in! Why be restrained by what other's think? If there is something you want, go for it. Find a friend who wants you to run through fountain, put that on your list.
I am always out there, doing fun, perhaps slightly crazy, things. Nothing bugs me more than when I ask someone if they are up to anything, and they say "No." Why??? Go out there, do big things. Make memories that will last. Most importantly, make each day count.
Now that I think about it, it is funny that my favorite place was Washington Park.... Fate????
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Why I'm a PICU nurse
Every day that PICU nurse's go to work, they change a life in some way or another. Sometimes, the changes are miniscule. Other times, you can see a big turn around in a 12 hour shift. I am not going to focus on the day to day "miracles." The ones that will help to fully describe what I do, are big changes.
The first time I realized how amazing my job is, I was taking care of a kid following a reconstructive airway surgery. This kiddo had a tracheostomy for his whole life and came to get that reversed so that he can be a normal kid. In Cincinnati, it is a very common procedure, so it's easy to forget the significance. I realized how life changing that procedure was when the mother told me that her child will get to go swimming for the first time that summer. It's too much of a safety issue to swim with a hole in your neck! We take such little things for granted! I spent the entire summer at the pool and this child hadn't been swimming once in their life. They can safely have bubble baths and play in the sprinkler- such important pieces of childhood! I was so glad that I took care of that patient, so that the mom could open my eyes!
Another time I really felt the significance of what I do, involved a very sick little girl. She had received a bone marrow transplant and was doing terribly. I had formed a bond with the family, so I signed up to be her primary nurse. My little patient was not about to form a bond with a nurse, but I loved taking care of her anyway. =) I took care of her during some of her very sick days, and expected for her to be sick for a very long time. I thought her future was bleak. I had a good stretch of days off at one point. I fully expected to have the busiest of busy days upon my return. I actually went to bed early and ate a healthy breakfast (we all know that none of that ever happens... at least for me...). In report that morning, I was told a tale unbelievable to my ears! Where is the ventilator? The dialysis? This spunky little girl had pulled through! Everyday following that one, new amazing things would happen. I knew then, that I was going to push her and get her out of that unit! I would not let her fail, or I would fail myself. One of the my favorite days, my little patient was very tired, but occupational and physical therapy stopped by her room. The patient's mom asked many times for them to stop by and I wasn't going to let them get away. Mom had stepped away for a bit and left grandma in charge. Grandma being a grandma, really pushed to let her nap. I encouraged her to let my patient try. Finally, she caved and let her get therapy. At first, my little patient was quite grumpy about the experience. We placed her on a mat on the floor (probably one of the first few times she'd really been out of bed in weeks) with the intention of her cutting out shapes and simply improving dexterity by reaching and being in control of her hands. The first few minutes were absolutely terrible. Poor grandma had already said several times that we should put her back to bed. I was trying everything to get her to be happy and enjoy therapy. Finally, I pulled the computer in the room down to her level, and played the video her dad made of her. She was captivated. I'm pretty sure that was the first time I saw her smile! I had already seen the video, and I knew why it was made. After that, she started to get into therapy. It worked out pretty well! That same week, she was walking around in her room hiding fish for her grandma to find. It was super cute... I didn't know that 3 year old's knew how to use "psst" appropriately! Those kind of days are when you know you were part of something special. Her mother checks in every once in a while. She will send a new video for us to watch of her doing choreographed dance moves. It's so cute! On days when I am struggling to find meaning to the difficulty of my job, I watch her video.
There are days that I don't understand how things happen to children. I have seen a lot of terrible things. Those are the stories people give me the pity face for. I am sorry for those people to not see the good things- to not be a part of the miracles that happen every day in the PICU.
Monday, October 1, 2012
My Inaugural Post!
Well, I've finally decided to write a blog. You are welcome in advance for no longer clogging up your facebook with my stories of amusement. I decided this would be the best medium to put my thoughts out there for the world, since I have so many these days.
I guess a little about me is in order.
2011 was a terrible year. It ended in divorce and literally right before the new year, cancer. I felt like I was being kicked when I was already down. I vowed with the new year, to make 2012 fantastic! (granted, after last year, anything would've been better!!!) So began my mission. I started to step out of my box and gradually changed for the better. I met many people, who were part of the process to make me who I am now.
Out of the whole cancer thing, I formed a bucket list. By no means did I have what I like to call "real cancer," so don't stress. Essentially, my list has everything I want to do, and is ever changing to add more fun to it as I go. My list has kept me quite busy, so I am quite behind in starting my blog. As I've said for many things... it's on my list! I will back date some of my awesome adventures, since I feel like they helped shape me. Maybe some of the bad things too.
What do you get out of this??? It can be amusement (some of the things I do are simply awesome). Mostly, I want you to get something out of it. I want you to maybe not do some of the crazy things, but remember that life is short. Don't not do something because you have tomorrow to do it. Live for now!
I guess a little about me is in order.
2011 was a terrible year. It ended in divorce and literally right before the new year, cancer. I felt like I was being kicked when I was already down. I vowed with the new year, to make 2012 fantastic! (granted, after last year, anything would've been better!!!) So began my mission. I started to step out of my box and gradually changed for the better. I met many people, who were part of the process to make me who I am now.
Out of the whole cancer thing, I formed a bucket list. By no means did I have what I like to call "real cancer," so don't stress. Essentially, my list has everything I want to do, and is ever changing to add more fun to it as I go. My list has kept me quite busy, so I am quite behind in starting my blog. As I've said for many things... it's on my list! I will back date some of my awesome adventures, since I feel like they helped shape me. Maybe some of the bad things too.
What do you get out of this??? It can be amusement (some of the things I do are simply awesome). Mostly, I want you to get something out of it. I want you to maybe not do some of the crazy things, but remember that life is short. Don't not do something because you have tomorrow to do it. Live for now!
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