Thursday, May 14, 2009

Wallowing

With the swine flu going around I thought I might get away with a day of wallowing… you know a good ol’ soak in pity, self doubt, or maybe it was just constipation. You never can tell with these things. (btw-that was a joke) I’m not too proud to admit that I’m not exactly perfect. (And if you haven’t already noticed this post might not be exactly along the funny lines). Anyway, life has thrown quite a few curve-balls lately. Some I saw coming and others… well I forgot to put up my mitt and it feels like a damn softball hit me in the face…repeatedly. Those face-balls were the ones I was wallowing about yesterday. I pretty much wasn’t seeing past the end of my nose.

In a moment of clarity I realize how much mud, stink and filth you get on you while wallowing. When you focus on the dirt all you see is bugs, worms, and well other stinky stuff. Ok, I’m not going to get all sappy and say the sun came out and the curve-balls to the face no longer hurt. Cause that just isn’t real life. Some people, I’m not saying me specifically… but people in general… might tend to define themselves by lets say a job they put their soul into. In that moment of clarity I realize that a persons life is defined more by the people they love and who love them in return. (deep I know) I’m surrounded by a lot of love. I had a friend sit with me while I wallowed, a mentor offer a kind words and smile, a sister to listen to me cry… and Jammie. Sure the two of us may be know as the laughter bringers, or pretty much a real live sitcom… but you know I couldn’t wish for a better side kick to weather my current state of life with than Jammie. And I mean that in the most sincere, and non-joking about being life partners kind of serious. The adventures we have, the hours upon hours we spend laughing, the deep conversations about life… that takes an edge off the pain in my face (and maybe if I had a heart, that would hurt a little less too). So this post is a random Ace way of saying thanks…. SAMC Hurst for being the one I can always count on for advice, Parker for being a true friend and hearting me (I apologize for the excessive use of a certain word in this post), the C2 for seeing the individual in me and employing me oh and for your laugher and friendship, for those in the magical world of student affairs that have always been my fans, Sis who is my rock, and Jammie my partner in crime and bestest bud… thanks and you all remind me that a persons worth is more than the work they do but in the people they love and love them in return.

ACE

OK... back to the silliness

3 comments:

  1. Ace, I've learned that a little wallowing never hurt...it helps you get the stuff out that needs to be gone. I do it every time my boy has to leave (usually the time when I feel like someone has punched me in the gut or thrown a baseball at my face)...I take the day after to wallow and then do my best to refocus.

    And it's always good to have good friends to be with you while you experience the wallow...they never let it go to far. ;)

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  2. I know it was a sappy post... don't judge :)

    Ace

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