Countless entries commence with my [insert negative words here] over how infrequently I blog. How much has transpired and how impossible it would be to bring you fully up to speed. I’m reluctant to promise entries on a regular basis because I’ve done that before and….mission not accomplished. Now there’s just too much on my mind about what’s happening both in my life and the world at large. I can no longer afford to stay quiet, procrastinate, or let this lapse into near extinction. Time to come back with a vengeance.
Few brings make me as delighted as a family-oriented night with my children and significant other. Aside from some mild dental issues [and easily correctible ones at that], Adam and Tatum are as healthy as can be. They both continue to enjoy their respective schools. Adam eagerly anticipate his weekly science club meeting and I am so proud he took the initiative to join. We’re still figuring out Tatum’s niche– according to my crystal ball I see gymnastics or dance in her future. Whatever activities they choose I support them wholeheartedly.
Allen never ceases to amaze me with the way he has stepped up for my little family. Truth be told, I consider it OUR little family at this point. Never again will I take for granted simple rituals, such as getting my children ready for bed. I love it when Tatum showings open my door and excitedly jumps on my bed squealing to get me up….no matter how tired I am who could resist that kind of wake up call?! Even Brother is a little less grouchy when she’s the one rousing him! Most of the our little foursome relaxes at home with Bapa, Gigi, and Freya but it’s always fun to hit the town. Family is everything.
Clean & sober looks good on me, eh? Forgive my coquette-ish expression and bedroom eyes– heaven forbid all my selfies show me making the exact same face. Quelle horreur! Yet I was feeling myself here and that doesn’t happen too often these days. Between the 25lb+ weight gain [nobody likes it when they can’t fit into their clothes and parts start jiggling], general feelings of lethargy and depression, and fears about the future…I’m just glad I was able to capture something decent with the help of nice lighting and working my angles!
Imagine my surprise running into an old friend, Sarah, a few weeks ago. We lost touch for quite a few years but much of our journey during that time was remarkably similar. Now she has become one of my closet friends and I’m so lucky to have her back in my life. It was my honor to bring her to Neshoba with me these past two Sundays.
My spiritual home and chosen family from it gives me a loving, progressive community unlike any other. No matter how long I have been away it’s like no time has passed. I cannot wait to immerse myself fully into this sacred place and volunteer as much as I am able. Whether it’s RE, Room In The Inn, supervising dances, or anything in between– it would be an honor to give back to this place that has given me so much.
Speaking of R.I.T.I., that is where I had the privilege of meeting Darren. Not only was he kind enough to be my quasi-therapist but I felt instantly at ease talking with him and we bonded quickly. Now he is my walking buddy and one of my favorite people. I am so glad the two of them got to cross paths!
Every once in a blue moon the cosmos align and you meet a witty, intelligent, open minded, and hilarious lady and your encounter prompts the angels to blow their trumpets and the stars to shine brighter than usual. Leslie is that person for me. We’re embarking on a journey together and I’m so ready to be the co-pilot. Much love.
Allen, has it really been over a year since we made our relationship ‘official?!’ These 14 months haven’t exactly been continuous [there were a few minor breakups, blowup fights, and a brief stint where I dated somebody else (that we will never mention again)] but I love you more with every passing day. I promised I wouldn’t gush on here but there is no one I’d rather go on this journey with and I can’t wait to be your wife….when the time is right and our sobriety is solid. I love you with every ounce of my being.
My significant other finally took the plunge and acquired the tattoo he’s been wanting: the Black Flag logo. Punk’s not for everyone but it’s shaped our lives for decades. He’s already planning his next couple of pieces– just as I said he would– and I was proud of how well he handles it. Sorry babe, I had to. 😂
It was only fitting that my 20th [no more teens – am I growing up now?!] tattoo was one for you. I stole the lyrics from your favorite Foo Fighters song, “My Hero.” Because Shay, you see my hero. You may be gone but you will never be forgotten. Always be loved. We will never stop fighting for the justice you deserve. Always you’ll be missed. Thank you for being one of the best friends and most influential teachers I’ve ever had. #j4shay #ghmafia
“Personality is the glitter that sends your little gleam across the footlights and the orchestra pit into that big black space where the audience is.” ~ Mae West
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,