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They were right

I've struggled a lot in the past with worries regarding my parenting. I know that's nothing abnormal...most parents go through the very same thing. I remember being pregnant the first time and thinking, "how will I ever do this?" I had no idea how to be a parent. People would tell me not to worry because in no time at all I would feel as if I'd been parenting forever. I thought they were crazy but they were right.

When it came time to send our oldest off to college, I was a mess. "How would I ever be able to let go?" "How would he manage without me?" People would tell me not to worry because in no time at all I would realize that he was fine and that having him leave home was a very good thing for both of us. I thought they were crazy but they were right.

When our second son left for college I was sad. My nest was getting emptier. "What will I do once they're all gone?" "How will I occupy my time?" People told me not to worry because the day would come when even though I would continue to love them dearly, I would actually look forward to them returning to college for the fall semester. I thought they were crazy but guess what? Last week when I couldn't sleep due to the constant flow of young adults through my house I finally realized that...

THEY WERE RIGHT!

He did it!

Jeff competed in his first triathlon yesterday. The experience itself and Jeff were both amazing. The swimming portion of the race occurred in Lake Ontario where the waves were 2-4 feet. It was frightening to watch and from Jeff's report, even more frightening to experience first hand. Unfortunately Jordan wasn't able to compete this time. Last month while bike riding, he had an accident. The accident led to surgery and a very large pin protruding from his thumb. He was extremely disappointed about being sidelined for a while. The pin came out last week and he's back training now. They hope to do another race early this fall. I'm hoping to get in on the action as well either this fall or next summer.

Here's a picture of the big finish.
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Congratulations to my Triathlete!

An old dog and a new toy

After Jeff and I finished running this morning, I snapped a few pictures of Jeff and Gracie. I LOVE my dog. (And my husband, of course!) I've been playing around with a new photo editor. It's become rather addicting. Here are few shots;
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I really like the scissor tool. Here's a shot of Jeff brushing Grace. Notice his ability to sit on thin air.
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(And yes, Jeff is really sweaty looking. Like I said, we had just returned from running. Notice his brand new running shoes!)

This is a picture of Grace looking at me with eyes that say, "Please, make the human take a shower."
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For this shot I used the "make me look like I have some horrible, contagious disease tool."

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I have no idea how I did this next one but I some how transformed my Old English Sheep Dog into an Afghan Hound and my handsome husband into a Conehead.
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Well, I need to stop playing and get busy. We're heading to Hamlin, New  York this weekend so Conehead (a.k.a. Jeff my wonderful husband whom I love very much) can compete in a triathlon.

Those 1960's...oh my

I took the day off from work yesterday to go see:

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The musicial was being performed in Ithaca at the Hangar Theater. I LOVED it. I was born in the 60's but much too young to see "Hair" when it was first produced.  I have a new understanding of what the 60's were like. My own memories include kindergarten and my sister and I being dressed in identical outfits. I do remember having some knowledge that there was a war going on and that people were upset about it but that's about all. Had I been ten years older my memories today would be very, very different. Those identical outfits...there wouldn't have been much of a need for those since it appears that clothing was entirely optional.

Perplexedness

Okay…time to share my soul a little. I’ve been perplexed lately. My perplexed-ness is connected to blogging. Here’s the deal:

As you know I’ve been fairly open and honest about my struggles. There are a few things I’ve chosen not to blog about but for the most part if you’ve been reading along, you know me well. I couldn’t ask for a more gracious, accepting, caring group of people than those of you I’ve come to know through blogging. My recovery community is also a place where acceptance is freely given. I feel so fortunate to have a place to go where no one keeps track of my past wrongs. What a relief. I used to wish I could find that kind of community in church. I no longer think that’s possible. I’ve come to the realization that the church is often as sick if not sicker than the rest of the world. I attend church because I think there may still be a place in my life for religion. I attend AA because I know there’s a place for spirituality and community. As I’ve said before, the church could learn so much from the recovery community, but that’s a different topic. 

Back to my perplexed state. I’ve become more and more aware that the entire world is not in recovery. Acceptance is not the norm. People are addicted to names and labels and they’re often unable to look past them. When some people find out that I’m a recovering alcoholic they throw me into their preconceived little box of what a recovering alcoholic is and then immediately write me off.  I realize it’s their loss. They’ll never know that I have many good qualities and that I’m probably healthier in many ways than most of the people they spend time with…people who carry around secrets because they have no safe place to lay them down. But still, I’m left wondering what to do. I know that when I write about my recovery journey it’s sometimes helpful to people. The emails I receive tell me that. I love the idea of being able to help someone else. I also like the idea of possibly teaching people that those who struggle with addiction should not be dismissed or thought less of. Individuals in recovery are the strongest, most courageous people I have ever had the privilege of knowing.

I’m sure you’ve figured out what my perplexing dilemma is…shall I keep writing about recovery or not? So many good things are happening in my life. There are many more good things on the horizon…things I’ve only dreamed about before. I find myself worrying that this blog will be a detriment to those dreams materializing. It’s SO hard for me to admit that. In some ways, not blogging about my alcoholism would be like denying a huge part of my existence. I suppose that sounds a little theatrical. The bottom line is that I’m very confused. Here’s what I’m considering; I think I may keep this blog as somewhat of a recovery blog and password protect it. I’ll then give the password out to people who email me. My other blog, Totalily, would be kept for all the other things I write about. I can easily delete all the past recovery related posts. This almost feels like taking a big step backwards…like trying to be someone I’m not. (sigh…)

Any thoughts, opinions or suggestions? Please. With sugar on top.

It's time...

I've been having a hard time writing here. I'm convinced that this blog has come to end. That doesn't mean my blogging has ended...just this blog. I've felt the need to start a new blog. I know it's a pain to change your links so I apologize. I hope you'll do it anyway and head on over to the new place.

See you there!

The reason I Relay

This weekend our local Relay for Life will be held here in Wellsboro. I'm the Committee Chair for this year's event. I've been involved with Relay for a number of years. In some way or other, cancer impacts almost everyone's life. It's a horrible beast. I have many friends and family members who have been affected. I'm sure you can say the same. A few years ago I started following the websites of numerous children who have been diagnosed with cancer. It's horrible for anyone to be given that diagnosis but my heart is especially burden for the children. These kids are my heros.

Many have lost their battles.
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Hayley Thompson
2.3.03 - 12.19.04

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Catie Wilkins
9.26.03 - 1.19-07

Many are still fighting.

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Alexia

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If  you're interested, you can help me raise funds toward finding a cure. This link will take you to my Relay site where you can make a contribution.

Debbie goes...

It was extremely warm outside tonight so I thought I would stay inside with the air conditioning and watch a movie. We have a bazillion channels on our digital cable but for some strange reason we have only six pay-per-view channels. Of the six, four are porn channels. There were no movies that I wanted to see on the two "good" channels. Being an optimist (at least when it comes to movies)I decided to look ahead to tomorrow night's selections. You won't believe what's going to be on. Check out channel 611.

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I can't tell you how many times I've endured the "Debbie Does Dallas" jokes. I've never been to Dallas. But REHAB? I've been there and I can assure you nothing happened that a stranger would want to pay $9.95 to see.

Lakeside reunion

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I only have time for a quick update. I'm at my third reunion (of sorts) this week. The above picture was taken on Thursday during my visit with Erin, Bobbie and Lynne (yes, Mike Todd's sister. But we're not going to refer to her as that anymore. I think we should start calling Mike "Lynne's brother"). We had an amazing time. I hadn't seen them in over two years but once we were together, it seemed as if no time had passed. I feel so fortunate to have them in my life. We're talking about doing a "Path Re-visited" workshop sometime in the near future. If there are any women who would like to join us, let me know. It will most likely occur in New Brunswick near St. Stephens University (Bobbie's hometown).