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It was quiet. That meant M was out running errands this morning. With cup of coffee in hand, she made her way into the study, making short work of the thin layer of dust on her desk before she sat down and turned on her computer. Sitting down in her chair, she took a sip of coffee and idly looked out of the window.

The first hurdle was cleared and things were doing well but it was, by far, not the end of the problems. There would be more to face next week. But for now, she could draw breath and would not seek to contemplate the future and what it might hold. Not now. Not today. She idly listened as the computer fired up, wanting to read her threads so they would be fresh in her mind. Today was going to be busy. The RW had plans for her, but at least she could think on the characters of her stories and their responses.

She missed being creative. She missed making people think and be creative with her. Life throws us curve balls however. Sometimes, we don't even see them coming. Sometimes, they knock us to our knees, taking away our breath to the point that the only thing we can do is pray. We always manage to get back up on our feet again and maybe we stumble around for a bit but we do find our footing and can see the light at the end of the tunnel. We just never know if it's the light or another train coming down the tracks at us. In any case, we're resilient. We'll face whatever life throws at us and do our best to overcome.

As the computer flickered with life, she leaned back in her chair with another sip of coffee and a soft sigh. This felt good. To be here. To have a moment for just herself.
 
Journal Entry~

It's been a hell of a week. Quite trying but I was, am, determined to do what needs to be done. My patient is recovering nicely, thank the Divine One for such mercies. The battle is far from over, however. Shadows still linger overhead and until technology can kick it in the ass, we'll just have to be patient.

Along with these new duties I have had to pick up the slack created by the situation and added to my already established duties, I often have wondered how I have so far maintained my sanity and patience. I have exhausted my energy supply many times this week and wondered how the hell I can keep going, but I do. Funny thing, the human determination and spirit. Oddly, something my mother taught me sustained me.

Look around you. There is always someone else in a harsher more difficult situation and if they can do it, you have little excuse.


Too right.

My social interaction has been scarce. There just hasn't been time for it. I managed to catch up on all my threads with the exception of one, but then, Fish knows, far better than I do, how this goes. Fish has been a source of strength, though I think he hardly knows it. Whenever I feel frustrated or exhausted, I think about all the things he must accomplish in one of his days and it makes what I have to accomplish seem so small. He has far more on his shoulders than I do and yet, his sense of humor prevails and he finds time to drop me a note or to write with me.

As the days pass, things improve and sometimes, becomes trying in other ways. My patience, more than my compassion, is tested. I suppose it's a good thing, really. I am lucky. I have a support system. I have family that cares and offers to help. I just need the wisdom to know when to take them up on it because I can be the most stubbornest of bitches. I don't like to think I can't do something or that I need help to do it. I tend to remind people that they are not an island onto themselves. Maybe I should remember that for myself.

I check my computer everyday to see if anyone has updated our threads, so I'm out here. Honest. You all help keep me sane, that's for sure.

:kiss: :rose: :heart:
 
Good Morning, darling. No more than I miss you. :heart: :kiss:

Who told the world to kidnap an hour of my sleep time?

They need to die.

I like to think of it more as a shift, whereby you lose an hour to watch the sunrise, but gain one to watch it set, as to me, the lowering of the sun has always been more beautiful than the raising.

But hey, what do I know? *chuckle* :rolleyes:
 
I like to think of it more as a shift, whereby you lose an hour to watch the sunrise, but gain one to watch it set, as to me, the lowering of the sun has always been more beautiful than the raising.

But hey, what do I know? *chuckle* :rolleyes:

While a beautiful sentiment. No.

They stole an hour of MY sleep. And for that they must die.

*Sharpening hatchets*
 
I want to thank everyone who is in the loop for their best wishes and prayers. News came in from pathology and it was all good. So now it's the long road to recovering and getting back to normal. I'm still going to be MIA a lot but at least now, I can focus a bit better and breathe easier. :rose: :kiss: :heart:
 
I want to thank everyone who is in the loop for their best wishes and prayers. News came in from pathology and it was all good. So now it's the long road to recovering and getting back to normal. I'm still going to be MIA a lot but at least now, I can focus a bit better and breathe easier. :rose: :kiss: :heart:

Awesome news :rose:
 
I want to thank everyone who is in the loop for their best wishes and prayers. News came in from pathology and it was all good. So now it's the long road to recovering and getting back to normal. I'm still going to be MIA a lot but at least now, I can focus a bit better and breathe easier. :rose: :kiss: :heart:

:rose::heart::rose::heart::rose:
 
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