Sandwiches and Smooches

It has been awhile since I sat in front of this computer and typed about my worries and tales of woe. I was traveling for business this week and for 5 days I escaped the world I know. It was a good time to get away with the upcoming surgery, the break-in, etc. While I was away it seemed the bad news followed me though, as my mother called to tell me she was laid off after 11 years of service with the same company. I felt sick to my stomach and felt overwhelmed even after breathing in the mountain air of Denver and drinking my favorite flavored tea. But then I changed my thinking and said to my friend as we discussed it all, "At least my mom didn't lose her legs and I am not having heart surgery...it could be worse." I changed my perspective and then I focused on work. I enjoyed the mindfulness I had on presentations and training. I appreciated the long days and busy hours. I welcomed the ever changing time zones and early wake-up calls. I welcomed conversations with old friends who made me feel 5 years younger and a little more carefree. All of these things, even if just temporarily, made me forgot I am fighting to get pregnant and down 20 pieces of jewelry.
I came home Friday night feeling okay but it's hard to stay in Escapeland for too long. Reality always has a way of slapping you in the face. There is a list a mile long of things I need to do now that I am home. I am slowly checking them off. Tomorrow will be blood work at the hospital for my upcoming procedures. Ugh. If that isn't reality saying "good morning and welcome back" I don't know what is. All the pressure is really getting to me...to us. There have been a few days of lost tempers and feelings of distress. My husband and I both have so much on our plates right now and the fullness sometimes gets the better of us. What's nice though is that the better of us always seems to prevail...like today. After intense negative feelings and an early morning argument, a simple 'peace be with you' during Mass, a chicken sandwich made for lunch, and a meaningful kiss on the lips erased the negativity. I sure do make a good sandwich, and Mike sure does give good kisses.