Well I guess it's about time to change my Blogger profile. I actually graduated school...believe it or not...and I am now a full-time college librarian. It's all kind of surreal. It happened so fast I barely had time to sit down and make sure I was remembering to pack my toothbrush. I am now a bonafide Kentuckian once again and proud of it. Of course my heart will always belong in Indiana being that I am a TRUE Hoosier. When I was getting my master's, one of the assignments in my reference class was "What is the original meaning of the term Hoosier?" I don't remember exactly but I do remember that there was at least 3 different answers. Basically, we come back to the fact that nobody really knows what a Hoosier is, but we're all (varying degrees of) proud to be one.
My boys are doing fine. When I say boys, I mean Levi and Sammy, my 4-legged furry companions who get me through the day. They're both shedding like crazy and Levi is constantly trying to fit Sammy's entire head (if not more) into his mouth, but it's worth it. They remind me of the importance of unconditional love and forgiveness, not to mention the importance of vacuum cleaners, stain removers, cat nip (kitty crack as I call it), and the amazing power of a brightly colored squeaky ball. I bet I spent $30 each on toys when I first got my pets. Turns out all I needed was a squeaky ball, a little laser pointer, and some plastic bags. Go figure.
Times have been rough all around these days. Times of transition, uncertainty, insecurity, vulnerability, and just general chaos. But these issues of mine pale in comparison to recent news. My sister has just been barraged with bad news of loved ones. It's just hard to understand how and why these things happen. The phrase "it's not fair" has never had a more powerful meaning and less level of appropriate illustration of emotion as they do right now. I just don't get it.
I wondered the other day if maybe this is just what happens when you grow up. You are more aware and more in tune with what is happening to those around you. And as you grow older, your circle gets wider and wider and therefore you are aware of more and more people and more and more potential for things to go wrong. But it's a delicate balance. I believe that it's crucial to be aware of all sides of the experience. It breaks my heart to think about what people go through on a daily basis. But at the same time, the strength I see is inspiring. To see people band together for a common cause, to see them support each other with no questions asked, and to see the unbreakable bonds of family and friends is what makes me certain that there is in fact good with the bad.
Plus I always always remember how much life is around me everyday. I have the most gorgeous, phenomenal amazing neice there ever was; my gorgeous, phenomenal amazing cousin is expecting equally gorgeous, phenomenal amazing twin boys; Levi thinks Sammy is so gorgeous, phenomenal and amazing that he tries to eat Sammy whole; and above all else, my family. There aren't even words to describe how much joy my family, immediate and extended, bring me on a daily basis. I wouldn't be where I am without them. ...Velveeta cheesey anyone?
Please forgive the long entry. I sat down at my computer thinking I didn't have much to say...guess I was wrong. Hopefully now that I'm back on track, I'll have better entries. Ciao...
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