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I don’t know how to title this post because I don’t know what I’m going to end up saying on it. Between Monday and Tuesday I was at work almost 24 hours, so I’m a bit tired. Yesterday was spent in Covington at the Garden of Hope, which is a replica of the garden tomb that held the body of Christ. We were taping a video for our next sermon series, CSI Jerusalem. It was fun and hard work and really cold, but it’s done. Now the boys just have to edit it before next week. Wee. I love Easter, but it’s hard on everyone when you work at a church-so much that has to be done and so much to do…YIKES. But, it will all get done, right on time.

My cold and general yucky feeling-ness is back after I thought it FINALLY went away. Again, I’m sure it has something to do with the fact that we were outside in the 24 degree weather (and that was before the windchill) for several hours. My face is dry and wind-burned today and I’m back to being stuffy and congested, which is no fun. Again, this too will pass, right?

I feel like there’s a lot going on in my life right now, but at the same time, I feel like I’m just standing still. I saw my mom for the first time since her diagnosis a couple weekends ago. It was really good to see her and really good to hug her and just be close to her. The cancer still doesn’t always seem real, but I guess that’s just part of it. She seems to be doing okay with the treatments, and everything is on target, but it’s still something I think about on a daily basis.

Sickness has been running rampant around the office. I think everyone has had a touch of something in the last couple weeks; I’m just hoping the stomach flu, viral infection, inflamed esophogus, whatever else stuff stays away. The good thing about working upstairs and having my office upstairs is that I am not around as many people every day, which means less sickness to deal with…at least I hope that’s what it means!!

What else can I ramble about? My fish, Creamsicle, is back to being creamsicle colored. Awhile ago, she started turning black–her fins and stuff–and then she started going back to normal. So, who knows. I changed all the water in their tank (yes, I know you’re not supposed to do that, but there was a lot of sickness and random medications in the water) and now it’s really clear and the fish seem much happier. I didn’t realize there was so much work involved in taking care of fish, but I enjoy it. They make me happy and they make me smile, and that is what is important.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately. Not sure why, per say, just a lot on my mind, I guess. No definite conclusions about anything, and no reason to start thinking about anything, but I’ve begun to wonder where my life will be in year, in two years, in five. I enjoy my job, but there really isn’t a lot about it that challenges me, so will I still be here in another few years? Will I still be in Bloomington, living in my apartment, etc? I don’t need to know the answers to any of these questions, but I have begun asking them again. I think it’s just part of the spring, renewal thing. After the dark of winter, we start looking toward the future and the bright life of spring. And, I’ve been at my job for almost 3 years. Well, it will be three years on March 23. Not sure what that means. I’ve been out of college for four years, working at the church for three, dating tim for almost two. The years have all started to fly by. I told a friend last night that sometimes I still feel like I’m playing pretend grown-up. I don’t know; it seems strange to think that I will turn 26 in just a few weeks, 7 to be exact, and that somehow seems much more grown up than 25. I don’ t know…sometimes I still feel like I’m 10 and sometimes I feel much older than my years would indicate.

So yeah, nothing noteworthy or earth-shattering here. Just another day, another cold, another list of things to do, and another series of limitless questions running through my brain.

1 Comment

  1. Hi Emily!I haven’t checked your blog in a long time and, wow, there’s so much reading for me to catch up on! I love it.This comment is just to tell you how totally I empathize with your thoughts on being 26 and not sure about feeling too old or too young for your age. I’m 26 and pretty much confused all the time lately! 🙂

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