Thursday, December 13, 2007

Some Thoughts for 2007

First of all I can't believe that it is December already and that my tree is decorated, the houselights are up and Christmas is almost here. I'm glad I made it because with two major surgeries, some days I wondered if I would ever be strong again. But I did make it, thank God.

Well, I've finished one year of living in Bakersfield,CA and I have to say that I do like it. It is pretty cold right now, between 55-58F and my pool looks inviting but is actually ice cold. Some days tho, I wish I could just jump in, but I will have to wait for at least 5 more months. Next summer I'm going in every day.

It has been nice to get back to work and to do a few projects to complete the year. It makes me think that I can have a productive life again and still create something special. But of course, the biggest project that I have for 2008 is the birth of the Blunt baby (or babies). I know that that day is coming soon and it is scary and exciting all at the same time. I know I have enough love inside me to give to my baby and my husband is so terrific and will be a great dad. I just can't see or imagine what my life will be with children, how my day will go and the sacrifices and changes that are coming my way. I guess that is all part of the adventure tho, right?

I am just happy to be alive, happy that Christmas is still an exciting and magical time for me. I watched White Christmas last night with Danny Kaye and Bing Crosby. It reminds me of Christmas as a child growing up in Canada but last night it also struck me as to how "white" America really was. I mean back then, to be Caucasian was to be cool, to have it made, if you judged society by the movies of the time. At least the ones I watched with my family. I wonder what a white Christmas will be like for my California kids?

More thoughts to come later...

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Thankful For Life...

Recently I went to the doctor for routine tests. I was feeling tired and "dragged out" and "just not right" and I knew it was time to find out why. (Actually, it was my husband who was tired of me dragging myself around the house who made the Dr's appointment). A week went by and I still had no response from the doctor's office even though I called them three times to find out what the test results were. I'll talk about that more another time...

The doctor called me and told me that my life was in danger and I needed to immediately go to the hospital to be admitted. How strange life can be that one day you are planning on what you will do next and a simple phone call can change your plans instantly. I called my husband, (who was concerned but not totally surprised I imagine), and he drove me to the hospital. I was treated and released after a couple days and now I'm trying to do better where my health is concerned.

With people talking about 60 being the new 40 and 40 being the new 25 (at least that is what my girlfriends are saying), sometimes we think we can live forever. We exercise more than our moms did, take the right vitamins, use facial creams and look and feel younger. But reality is that we have a finite time on this earth and only so many days to either waste our lives or to make them count. I am working on getting my strength back again but very soon I will be working more on my legacy to the planet. And very soon the patter of little feet. I am thankful for my family and friends and I thank God for life and breath. I am also thankful for a husband who cares about me and knows me better than I know myself sometimes. David, you are my hero. Thanks for taking care of me.

A Bientot,