Life Can Get Away From Us

Where does the time go?? I have had a very busy week.  I went from needed to create activities to I let time escape from my grasp.

I definitely have been needing to talk to a professional regarding my lack of motivation but have always hesitated because the last time I tried to do this right after Dick passed, the person just wasn't a good fit for me.  So I went the  other day with hopefully an opened mind and I feel she was hitting a lot of my issues pretty much on spot.

The message that I took away the other day after she listened to a small part of my story is that I have so much experience as a caregiver with a lack of educational opportunities to take it anywhere as far as a career in the eyes of society.  This is very important because she saw in the course of an hour that I have enough life time caregiving that I could share or counsel others. I probably also have enough to be a RN if not a DR.  She said to truly do anything as far as leading a group, giving talks or volunteering for hospices I would need training with some sort of certificate or license.

  I could not believe that she got this so fast.  I have said for years the one thing I would want other caregivers in my position is to take the time to take care of yourself as far as being your own person.  I was just completely absorbed by the needs of my family and didn't give much thought to me and down the road.  I talked to a dear friend of mine over the years about this exact topic.  She has live the last 15yrs almost in my shoes.  Luckily she was able to go back to school and become an RN.  I brought up the idea of us talking or sharing with others in our caregiving situation the things I now regret and the things she has accomplished, how important it is to stay or find yourself. 

I mentioned time getting away from me this week, how about 31 years slipping away???

The other things this week were pretty good.  I read a little book in my grandson Evan's 3rd grade class about it being ok being yourself even if it means being different.  I really enjoyed the childrens' reactions and little stories they were eager to share with me.

The other fabulous event that I can share at this time is that my younger sister trained for 4 months, blood sweat and tears, and ran her 1st marathon on the age of 52!!  It was a fabulous accomplishment and I was very grateful to be there to cheer her on to the finish line!! 

Julie truly appreciated having her family, friends, loved ones at the finish line!!! I know that is how I want to cross my finish line!!!

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