Sunday, September 14, 2014
Sure, I'm strong now...but how did I get here?
Believe it or not, I will have been single TEN YEARS come January 12, 2015.
Ten (VERY) LONG years.
I was a (very) weak woman who made a BRAVE move and started a new chapter in life at 42 years of age. How did I do that?
Looking back now, I am so very proud of myself. Despite utter fear of the complete unknown, I jumped.
How did I become so strong you ask?
I did it one day at a time. I know, trite but true. I learned how to just take care of THIS day.
And then the next. I figured out how to NOT stress about what MIGHT happen. And, more than anything, when the dark, sad days came again...I learned to say, "OK Julie Hibbard...you're going to live through this one too.
My words to Dave about strength are these: Take a deep breath and do what you can do. Control what you can control and then, in the mean time--as you're waiting for results and outcomes--live each moment of your life.
You will learn to persevere. You will find that you can, indeed, get through anything. You begin to be proud of yourself and confidence is born of that assurance! I've become brave as well as strong. I know I can handle just about anything that comes my way. (Honestly, it's what I get paid to do at work!) And, I have lived through a WHOLE lot!
I saw that there was so much more to life than my little bit of sorrow...and I laughed my way out of sadness.
And the more I persevered (I LOVE that word), the more resilient I became to falling so deeply sad again.
And, became stronger. Fearless!
And SO often would say, "You know you're going to get this one too, Julie Hibbard."
Nothing really upsets me or gets me down too much any more. I laugh a lot. And let go a lot sooner.
Again, seems trite to say, but the future is so very uncertain. You can only plan so much. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. We're all one phone call from our knees...You've heard them all.
And they are true.
Strength comes from knowing what you can control--and doing all you can to do so. It also comes in even bigger doses when you are able to admit you've done everything you can, and that it's time to let go. And start living.
I want to see you be brave.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Friday, September 12, 2014
I was at the diagnostic center by 7am to have blood drawn for some routine tests. (If I have to FAST, it's not going to be for long.)
I met my folks and an old friend for breakfast and went to Trader Joe's on the way home.
Here's where the 'how to be productive' part comes in.
Here's how to get a ton of stuff done in a short amount of time:
1. As you come in the house--throw in a load of laundry.
2. While the laundry is going, unload your groceries putting them away ONLY after you have wiped out the fridge and cleared out anything that is A) expired B) old and gross looking.
3. Take 5 minutes to plug in EVERY electronic device you have right now. I have my iPod, iPad, iPhone, laptop, digital camera and extra phone battery ALL charging at this time!
4. Start the dishwasher.
5. Throw the load in the dryer...throw in load #2.
6. At this time--with the washer, dryer and the dishwasher working away you can vacuum and make the bed and wipe down the toilets.
7. Fold the first load and throw load #2 in the dryer. PUT AWAY LOAD #1. (You cannot say you did laundry unless it's put away!)
8. Sit down and answer email. Pay bills. Make out/write out/address and stamp any notes/birthday cards that need to be mailed this week. Wrap any gifts that need to be delivered. Put together items that need to be brought somewhere this weekend...etc.
9. Take out ALL trash--from all the bathrooms, laundry room, office and kitchen. While you're out there, drop the letters and bills in the outgoing mail.
10. Water plants on the front porch on the way back in.
11. Fold and put away load #2.
12. Unload dishwasher.
13. Look through Facebook, Instagram and blogs.
14. Make yourself a cup of coffee.
15. Sit down. It's 5:15. I've got about 15 minutes and it will be time to think about going to workout or play tennis. And then we'll make dinner.
The house is clean. The laundry is done. I'm caught up with the world and ready to relax.
For a half hour or so. Then I'm heading to bed.
I love a productive day.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
We turned back the hands of time today and met at Coco's--my place of employment for EXACTLY 15 years. Annie and I were SUCH good waitress...and we certainly had a lot of fun at the same time.
We sat and talked and memories from as far back as 1988 were FLOWING freely! People I had not thought about in YEARS were suddenly fresh vision and hilarious memories.
My mother worked at the same Coco's for a time as did three of four of my sisters!
Lots and lots of stories and memories.
Those were the days.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Pre 2005 I ALWAYS had a garden--flowers of every kind--mostly roses--which I LOVED to tend to, feed, prune, clip, display---you name it. It brought me GREAT joy to have a beautiful garden.
Dave LIVED for his garden as if perhaps he had been a farmer in a previous life. He grew vegetables of EVERY kind--giant zucchini, pumpkins, fabulous tomatoes...it brought HIM tremendous joy to tend to, feed, prune, clip...and eat.
Sure, we've got a few pots on our (tiny, little condo) front porch, but without a hose out there and not much sun, well, it's definitely not quite the same.
I found the photo above on the Better Homes and Gardens Facebook page and had to grab it! (In the 'olden days' I would CUT them out and tack them to a bulletin board!)
The photo is TRULY my dream home. A small little house out in the big woods, simple, pretty...and with a luscious garden all around. Pots of flowers and room for vegetables to grow wild!
I shared this with Dave this morning and tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at it...
like I said, there's not much we miss...
but damn if we don't miss those blooming plants.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
I was 17 and wanted to look like her at that point.
This photo is from earlier this week--at the Toronto Film Festival.
Ms. Fonda will be 77 in December!
I was going to write that THIS is what I want to look like at 77.
But you know what?! Once again, I have to admit...I would love to look like this now.
Classy, confident, classic!