Apparently the Noro Virus is sweeping through Denver making everyone sick. I’m on day seven of coughing and hacking. The worst is behind me though. Those two consecutive nights of shivering cold chills while somehow sweating bullets was really fun. As was getting up every 45 minutes to go to the bathroom. Thanks Noro, you little fuck.
I’m back at work today for the first time since December 20. We always shut the office down between Xmas and New Year’s. Combine that with kid duties and my parents visiting for nine days, and there just wasn’t time to work! Strike that, I was working – it was just a whole other kind of work.
It is nice to spend holidays with family and get to spend all day and night with the kids. But hello work desk, it’s good to see you again. I don’t like routines very much, but admit the routine was missed about halfway through the break.
I complained a lot about my parents’ visit. I wrote about it over on the Storylane site. If you want a little more detail and a lot of laughs check it out here. I’m not really a complainer. And I know better than to be negative with my own family. I am lucky to have them. But if they drive me crazy, they drive me crazy, right?!
Within all the craziness, I had some moments of clarity. The clarity just reinforced what I already knew, but it was still good to be reminded that I’m on the right track. I think 2012 was a year of giving in a way that became even more natural and part of my every day being. Whether it was taking a buddy on a trip, lending an ear to a friend, going to Burning Man or whatever, I learned about love in the form of truly giving yourself to others. I’m not afraid to be emotional and show my love for others. I’m also not afraid of scary things like friends having strokes, big clients leaving or issues in the family. I’m in a good spot and I can handle anything and everything. And I don’t have to go it alone, even if I still feel alone at times.
Last year was a big year in terms of stability for me and my boys. Once we moved into our house in May and got settled in, there was no longer any wonder about where we’d be living for the next fifteen years. We were able to install a routine that is actually worth having. It was nice to have my parents visit and see first hand that everything is good. I tried hard to show them nothing but love and patience (a lot of patience). I will still make fun of them because they provide non-stop fodder, but I will try to complain less.
The important part of my life is in a really good spot. My boys are rockin’. My company is doing well. I have it good in this world. Nothing else really matters.
So what do I want to do next? I know it has something to do with things I love – living in the moment, adventure, writing and travel. All while raising kids and running a company. Luckily the company pretty much runs itself and I’m only responsible for my kids in person half the time. I have some freedom that needs to be taken advantage of and utilized in a fulfilling way. And when I have my kids, I can still live in the moment, go on adventures, write and travel with them. So we are going to do that too.
Amongst my parents driving me crazy and having our lives turned upside down by the holidays and having Noro kick my ass, I was able to step back and be at total peace with myself. I have so much ahead and yet am in no hurry.
I feel like I’m on the cusp of something great. It just hasn’t quite presented itself yet nor have I found a way to uncover it. So in the meantime, I think I’ll go have a milkshake.