It's been too long time since I've posted, but I've been thinking a lot about this blog lately...especially since it's officially been over a year since the surgery.
Time flies when you are actually able to live in a way you never thought possible.
Since I first started this blog so much has changed:
1) New job.
2) Moved back home.
3) Ran two 5Ks and am working towards reaching my goal of running a 1/2 marathon.
3) Wedding is getting closer and closer and ...
4) New perspective.
Good old Wenda has become just a natural part of the day to day. Like any part of one's body there are days that I love and accept her, but there are days when I hate her.
Days that I love her:
1) When I have a 4 hour meeting in my new job.
2) When I'm driving an hour (or more) in my commute to work.
3) When I'm walking around the city looking at Christmas lights with my fiance.
3) When I'm out on the town with friends and there's not a bathroom in sight.
Days that I hate her:
1) When she makes my ostomy appliance look like I have a bag of chips under my shirt.
2) When I want to wear a bikini (umm...yeah this happened... once).
3) When my ostomy appliance breaks or does something strange, but if this blog hasn't taught me anything it's that stuff happens.
4) Hardly ever.
As we get closer to the new year, I'd like to make a resolution in 2012 to keep this blog more up to date. Selfishly I've procrastinated in being consistently inconsistent in my posts, but I'd like to be more of a voice for my fellow ostomates and "Crohnies". If any were to ever come across this blog, I want them to know that there is hope.
I was recently cleaning out my closet in my parents house and stumbled across a Christmas decoration that my fiance, Dave, had purchased for me when I was in the hospital last year. It's this plush Snoopy sitting at a red grand piano strung with Christmas lights with Woodstock sitting on top. When you turn this decoration on, it plays one of four Christmas tunes and lights up. I had pushed this decoration to the bag of the closet but when I came across it yesterday I was extremely moved. This decoration was one of the first things I saw when I woke up conscious in the my hospital room last year along with Dave and my Dad. Seems silly to get upset over Christmas decoration but good old piano-playing-Snoopy really struck a chord with me.
As much as I pushed myself to move on and recover, recoup, and accept...there is a part of me that' still healing and there always will be. This year I've been given the gift of an entirely new life and this next year I want to do more to give back. Between my new job and the wedding, there's a lot on my plate but I'm very excited for the future. Hope that everyone reading has a wonderful holiday filled with hope and inspiration that you continue to give to me.
Murray Christmas.
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