Ramblings of A Mutant Penguin

The Mutant Penguin Herself Speaks - Personally

Friday, August 08, 2008

Tough Times

When I was in my 20's I had my share of them. My 30's, 40's and now I'm in my 50's I imagine I'll still have some. It's part of what makes us who we are, how we survive the tough times and challenges. A support system is the difference between making it and not. I'm fortunate in that I always had the emotional support of my family and sometimes even when money was tight for them, financial help. Now I live a long way from my family. My support system consists of wonderful friends. I've been careful of who I choose to be my friend based on some really bad past experiences. But here are some of the people I wouldn't trade for all the money in the world. Definitely at the top of the list, Jo. There's Susan, Amy, David, Brooke, and Julie. They have kept me emotionally going. And Jo has done more than just that. When I was faced with having to just pack it all in and go back east to live with Mom, Jo pulled me through. She helped me move - TWICE! In 6 months! She gave me a wonderful place to live and helped me land a job that would allow me to live alone and financially make it. And most of all she has always been there to listen to me, to help me, to let me know when it's time to suck it in and just do it.

So I want to be as much support as I can for my own family. My brother has been going through a really rough time which is about to get worse. His job is over as of today. After 18 years. I hope he can find something he'll like. He wants out of the computer field and I can't say I blame him. Maybe a job with less stress. And sure, less money. Maybe that will make my nephew start seeing it really IS his job to financially support himself and his son, not his dad's place.

Things are rough financially for Ally and Sean. I haven't seen them since February. I am suffering my own tough time because of that, at least emotionally. I miss them terribly. I need to see them more than once a year. Hopefully I can get there for a week at Christmas, or at least 4 days. So while I can't really be there physically, I am trying in my own long-distance way to be supportive. I try to send a care package every now and again. I think next time I will have to tell her first, though, so it doesn't sit in the office for a week. :) While I can't do a lot for them financially a couple of times a year I can find it in my budget to help with a phone bill. I know it isn't a lot but at least she can still call me if the phone is working. hehehe (or is that HINT?) I have a section of my budget set aside for visiting them. Since I haven't since February I used that part I had set aside to help her. It's the kind of thing a mom does. And part of being a support system. Yes, I try to be as supportive as I can by phone and email. But you have to admit, every once in a while a package or help with a bill is a good way to be supportive, too.

There are so many ways we can be supportive of those we love during tough times. And I never do anything for anyone expecting anything in return. I do it out of love. Friendship. Concern. I think my friends (and family) know that they can count on me to be there for them. And if they don't, they should now.

I've been really blessed with great family and friends. All the time, not just in tough times. How great is that?!? :)

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Sick

I'm sick. Figures. But this past weekend I went to Lake Tahoe with my friend Amy. We saw Steely Dan in concert and stayed at Harrah's. The weather was beautiful! The room was really great - 2 queen sized beds with 2 bathrooms. Each bathroom had a phone and tv. Mine had a tub and shower and Amy's had a shower. We stopped in Truckee on the way back and all in all had a great weekend.

Then I get home and Monday afternoon I start getting sick. Sore throat. At least I could sleep Monday night. Yesterday it turned into a stuffy head and exhaustion. I left work early, came home and slept a long time. Unfortunately then it started going into my chest so sleeping last night didn't really happen for more than a few minutes at a time. I had to keep blowing my nose. Now it's definitely in my chest because I have a horrible cough. But I can talk anyway. I am about to go digging in the medicine cabinet to see what I have that might help keep me cleared up tonight and sleep. Wish me luck. :)