This month leaves me filled with many emotions.
Brennan began his journey through illness to death in September 1995. Yes this was a long time ago, there's no expiration date on grief. Some years are better than others. I had a dream the other night that included my doomed infant, my other children, people from my last job, and various other random elements. The dream brought back my feelings of utter helplessness.
September is also a time of new beginnings. New school years, new educational journeys. I liked school so I liked going back each year.
My oldest son is a September baby. I remember hot, uncomfortable, fat as a heifer days. Now he'll be 24. My memory of his birth is as bright as the day it occurred. OUCH! I had never been in love like I was then, and with each succeeding child. Like someone once said: "Having a child is like having your heart walk around outside your body."
I love fall.
Leaves changing.
Cooler days and almost cold nights.
I will enjoy this month even with some issues trying to drag me down.
Carpe diem.
(How does one say seize the month in latin?)
Half-Way Between Birth and Death. Trying to Keep a Sense of Humor as I inch Closer to Death.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Saturday, September 8, 2012
FML
I love the web site FML.
It usually makes me feel better about my life and it makes me laugh. I need laughter several times daily.
Yesterday the administrator, who started last Thursday, let me know they were eliminating my job.
Having a LPN was less fiscally feasible than two barely educated but much cheaper caregivers.
It was nice but see ya later.
Wow.
Just as I begin to get the rhythm of the job down, forge some good relationships with some of the residents, poof! I am erased.
This job was in a family run facility where the LPN was also the administrator. They decided to divide the jobs as it was too much for one person.....yeah that's what they told me.
Now I can post to the site FML.
I don't think I have the energy to go through this job search thing again.
Getting fired twice in 8 weeks tends to demoralize me.
I have no job, my almost 24 year old son has no job, my spouse just started a new job, and my 21 year old son will be in Afghanistan by the end of the year.
No stress here.
Nope.
No stress here.
It usually makes me feel better about my life and it makes me laugh. I need laughter several times daily.
Yesterday the administrator, who started last Thursday, let me know they were eliminating my job.
Having a LPN was less fiscally feasible than two barely educated but much cheaper caregivers.
It was nice but see ya later.
Wow.
Just as I begin to get the rhythm of the job down, forge some good relationships with some of the residents, poof! I am erased.
This job was in a family run facility where the LPN was also the administrator. They decided to divide the jobs as it was too much for one person.....yeah that's what they told me.
Now I can post to the site FML.
I don't think I have the energy to go through this job search thing again.
Getting fired twice in 8 weeks tends to demoralize me.
I have no job, my almost 24 year old son has no job, my spouse just started a new job, and my 21 year old son will be in Afghanistan by the end of the year.
No stress here.
Nope.
No stress here.
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