Thank you all for your kind thoughts, emails, tweets, facebook messages, google + comments, and so on and so on. Say what you what you want about the onslaught of social media but it sure gives people a lot of ways to get in touch with you in crises. So many of you have asked for Doug's resume, offered support both in tangible and intangible ways, and you will never know how much that touched me.
There have been other aspects to this, the weekend I spent struggling with going back to work full time, only to have the option removed for various reasons. Which was good, in a lot of ways, because I didn't want to make the decision. I stopped eating, I stopped sleeping, I didn't even have a drink, for a week.
And then, well, things started to look up. Doug's new phone (Ohmyg-d he got a DROID. I take this as a personal affront to my love of all things apple.) started ringing. He had two interviews the first week he got laid off. He got emails. He wakes up everyday at 7 am and looks for a job until 10 at night.
I also got hungry and really, really tired. And really, really weepy. And then I remembered I needed to function. (I also lost five pounds, which I took as the silver lining to this really dark cloud.)
And then the weekend came, and things started to look even better.
Michael swam in a mini meet on Friday. Which was possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen.
On Saturday, Doug turned 40 and we had friends over. Friends who knew us the first time and now, friends who love us no matter what. Friends you laugh and cry with, and friends who hold your hand.
I saw Rock of Ages on Sunday with one of my best friends, and I loved it the first time I saw it, and I needed so much to dance in the aisles to "Don't Stop Believing."
I'm eating and I'm sleeping again. Not a lot, but I am, and don't worry, I've overcome my distaste for wine. But more than anything, I'm pretty sure we are going to get through this.
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J,
You are very loved and I am glad you are feeling it well enough to make it though this bump. Truly, truly – this too shall pass I believe all I have said to you, there are better days ahead. xxoo
Yeah! That’s wonderful!
As someone who has been made fully aware of the wonders of “virtual” friends and social media in the last few months, I’m delighted that you are feeling hope. State of mind is the first, huge step on the right road.
I doubt there’s anything concrete I can do, but believe me when I say I’m sending positive, happy vibes your way (hoping they make it safe and sound across the Atlantic).
As someone said to me last year, this too shall pass…
Courage (said in French, it seems better in French)!
YAY for an awesome weekend (BOO to the Droid; not b/c I have an IPhone but b/c of Darryl’s unholy attachment to his Droid) and SUPER YAY for interviews and moving forward. I hope only the best things come to your family.
And if there is anything cuter than little kid swim meets I don’t know that I could handle it.
*smile*
Good. Good, good, good.
He got a DROID?! Are you SURE he is YOUR husband? Does he even KNOW you?! My goodness.
On a positive note, I am so glad that things are looking more optimistic. Dark times suck, but the light is definitely at the end of the tunnel somewhere, even if the bend in the road makes it temporarily out of sight.
Yep, I didn’t eat for like 8 weeks. Could barely function. Sadly I did get over it….
Been there and it’s tough. But I came away with a re-connection with family and friends. I also got my butt into shape and lost about 50lbs
Amazingly working out really helped managed my anxiety.
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