I confess, I’m tired. Exhausted. In my No Matter How Long It Takes post, I talked about working to get back to a “normal” routine after the better part of a year being riddled with one crisis after another. Well, not too long after publishing that article, one crisis popped it’s ugly head up, and it was the last one I would have chosen—the one that put my child in jeopardy.
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As you know from my At the End Was a Rainbow post, the last year has been riddled with crisis after crisis. Returning to a “normal” routine feels almost daunting—like where do I begin? The answer: one task at a time.
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Three years ago, after we had moved to Virginia and settled in our new house, I was browsing Amazon for some wall decor and stumbled onto a piece with a quote I had never read before: They whispered to her, “You cannot withstand the storm.” She whispered back, “I am the storm.”
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Last week was hard…very hard. Hell Week at VMI concluded the Sunday before, and I was relieved that Tommy was at least past that step. Classes were set to start, and on the first day, there was bit of a snag. I tried to help Tommy but ended up making things worse. I felt terrible.
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Tommy, my oldest, matriculated at VMI this last Saturday. To say it was an emotional day would be an understatement. He was about to embark on the hardest, most challenging thing he’s ever done in his life so far—possibly ever. We all knew this going into it. The program is designed to find people’s limits and push them past them.
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As you know from my At the End Was a Rainbow post, my oldest son, Tommy, will be attending VMI this fall. The school’s tagline is “No ordinary college. No ordinary life.” And the journey he’s about to embark on is anything but ordinary.
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Hello, friend. It’s been a while. A long while. The last time I posted anything was the beginning of 2024 right after my breast cancer scare. Not too long after that, I had a pinched nerve that left me incapacitated for about two months. Then Thomas had his own cancer scare—thankfully, like mine, it ended up also being benign. As the holidays in the latter part of 2024 approached, I was ready to put the year of unfathomable challenges behind us and welcome a new year with a fresh start. Little did I know they were only a warmup for what was to come.
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NaNoWriMo began at a snail’s pace for me, and I’m already a slow AF writer. I swear, November is the worst month for me to have this challenge—it’s short, there’s Thanksgiving to prepare for, and I have to create the picture calendar for the next year (in order for it to arrive in time for Christmas). And this year is even more congested than normal.
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