I texted a childhood friend who I rarely speak to you in real life “Happy Birthday!” for her birthday because Facebook alerted me to the fact it was her birthday. She replied “Thanks! How are you?”
Heh heh heh. Sucker. Here’s my single stream extremely long for a text but remarkably pin point accurate reply:
I typically advise people not to ask me that question unless they’ve set aside a long block of time for my answer! Rough winter for me personally. One upper respiratory infection after another. A couple of injuries because I’m still a spaz. My husband continues to slowly go downhill physically and cognitively. It’s a total mind fuck- living with someone who is going through what he’s going through. But, you know, in the end I maintain. I get out of bed every day and do what has to get done. (Not too much more than the basics...) Some friends admire me for it, which seems totally nuts to me since there are things I HAVE to do, but I know some people reach a point where they can’t even get out of bed. I have been photographing (or at least strategizing over the marketing of completed work) so for me that’s the indicator that I’ll make my through this crisis and be fine. My kids are holding steady- the oldest is taking baby steps towards a career in performing, the middle just got back from A LEGIT UNIVERSITY after a rocky high school/ post high school period, and my baby (17!) is trudging through high school looking towards the light at the end of the tunnel. The baby is struggling with the stress of being a kid in the 21st century combined with his father’s illness but I’ve got a nice support team behind him now, so I’m feeling like he will also make it through this in one piece and hopefully come out on the other bed with as little baggage as possible. As a general rule I hate winter, so I’m super happy the weather finally turned. (Now I can complain about ticks and mosquitoes instead) I’ve been pretty withdrawn through this ordeal- it’s just what I tend to do when the going gets rough. I do force myself to attend some photo related events knowing that once this dark cloud lifts that photography will be the way I re-enter the land of the normal people. That’s about it. How are you? It hasn’t been that long since you lost your mom Mother’s day is tough without a mom. Get out and do something! Distraction is a wonderful tool.