Saturday, July 30, 2011

The tide has changed, the currents have shifted and I'm headed out to sea.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Home is where

I looked up the word "Home" in the dictionary and found 11 different meanings. The past few weeks this word has been occupying my thoughts. I've always considered the house I grew up in a home, even though for the last several years I haven't spent much time living there I always knew it was there if I ever needed to go back.

 A good friend of mine told me that home is where YOU are, no matter where you are, you are home.

Home (noun)-a environment offering security and happiness.

A lot of people think a home has to be a house. To me, home is trying to get some sleep on a crowded plane, home is responding to emails and networking online for more shoots while sitting in a cozy coffee shop, home is when I'm with my horses, they bring me my emotional comfort, Home is when I'm sitting on a bus listening to a strangers life story. Home is when I'm laughing with a friend until my ribs hurt. So there you have it! It may not be a traditional home, but it's my home.

Monday, July 18, 2011

I didn't see it coming, or were my eyes closed?

I sit here alone in a empty 3 bedroom house. It's nearing midnight and sleep has not found me yet. I've spent the past 4 months as a caregiver to my grandmother with dementia. Today the thread in her mind that was connecting her to reality snapped. I could no longer give her the care she needed, it was time for the professionals to take charge. It's funny how emotionally close you get to someone in situations like these. I feel like I let her down, but the logical side of my brain knows better. While staying busy taking care of someone full time you sometimes forget to think about yourself. Now that the situation has abruptly been put to an end, I sit here wondering What do I do now?

Tides have shifted

In a day where everything has changed I'm trying to stay grounded and logical. Everything happens for a reason and I happen to like it here.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

The Ant Hill We Call Life

I went flying today along the Oregon coast. The view was muchness and made me realise how much in this world there is to see and how everything and everyone looks so small. We are really like ants, ya know? There are so many people running around doing their own thing. But we shrink our perspective in our every day life. Which makes stuff seem like a big deal, but in fact it's not.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

I'm still alive!

I'm alive and well. I got back last week from my east coast trip to DC and Baltimore. I will be back in the swing of things again at the end of July. Until then my time will be spent taking care of 2 family members that are less fortunate health wise.