Before I get to everything else, congratulations to my friend L.G. (Ciboulette), who just publicly announced that she's been avoiding bloggo-world because she's pregnant! That's awesome, so congrats to you and Mr. G!!!
This is just one of the things that has happened in the past year that has proven to me over and over again that I'm experiencing an extreme state of flux. Friends are in med school and law school, friends are getting married and getting pregnant, my family has seen a great deal of change, and most obviously I've experienced maybe a day or two of uncertainty and randomness in the past year (think job situation, marital situation, location situation).
I'm hesitant to put a judgment on any of this change, other than I realize it's a necessity of life... you know, "life goes on", and all that other rubbish. But it's just been amazing to me that I seem to have stumbled upon a time when nothing is certain except change itself. I'm watching my life change around me, and I'm both extremely excited for, and exceptionally weary of, what will happen next. In a lot of ways, I seem to be finding some sort of clarity in my life when all things in it are chaotic. I've heard of research that says being around moving water initiates some sort of neural connections and that people often think better around moving water. The way things are going, I'd say that the constant movement of the world around me is enough to provide the same sort of awareness.
I haven't come to a huge number of steadfast conclusions, but I have a better idea of what my life is going to be like, and what is important for me. I still haven't gotten a handle on all of my emotions, especially relating to my separation and my uncertainties about my chosen career path that I'm planning to pursue in the fall, but I'm starting to form ideas. One day at a time.
On a somewhat separate but somewhat related topic, I am planning to run the BMO Vancouver 1/2 marathon at the beginning of May with a friend and her partner. I've been trying to get out running at least 2-3 days a week, and I actually just got back in a little while ago from my now-regular Saturday morning trail run. It was pouring rain and dark outside my window this morning, and I really considered calling my Saturday cohort to cancel, but I knew that it would pay off if I just dragged my backside out of bed. And again I wasn't disappointed. Even running in the muddy rainy-ness that was today out at Thetis Lake park, the smell of wet foliage and fresh mud were enough to keep me going. I have hopes to start doing some kayaking at one point soon (I've never been before), so I'll attempt to keep up to date on that venture.
Although there is still cloud outside my window, there's a big delicious day out there waiting for me. Until again...
T
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