
Kiana and I took and with help from some of her friends and
some of my adult friends we made a puzzle a day for 8 days. It was only just a
way to avoid the heat since we’re mostly outdoor people but in Texas heat even
the playground can be too hot to touch. We made some rules about not playing
games on the ipad or etc until we got it done each day. The puzzles were
progressively harder from 150 pieces to 500 and I’m pretty certain we aren’t
going to become puzzle people but I was proud that we got it done. And most of
them depicted Disney characters outside so as soon as we finished the last one
that’s where we went, outside.

And then the next day she left to be with her mom for a
little over a week to visit and I went for my first trip that was just for fun
in almost 3 years. Now I’ve had some fun trips, always doing something fun near
Duke when I go out there and doing the Boston marathon or weddings. But there
was nothing related to a long weekend in New York other than just go the the
city that never sleeps. Walking miles each day (I was originally excited about
public transportation due to the driving restriction but ended spending only
about $15 on subways since the friend whose foldout couch was where we crashed on lived
pretty central). As with all of life, my favorite part was time with friends
who were from ultimate, running, Spartan race, making new ones. But there was also
something special about going through a city with that much history, catching a
gigantic park, watching street performers who were incredibly talented. There
were museums and statues, which I like to match and a girl with some serious
curves hung on my arms and made me reconsider the George Clooney lifestyle…

I’ve been trying for months to refinance my house (mostly
for financial reasons and also to get it to where it’s not a tie back to the
person I bought it with) and it got finalized yesterday with a 3.25 interest
rate apparently among the lowest it’s been in 30 years… between that and the medical
appointments getting further apart and the legal ones almost done (there’s
still one more where Kiana’s mother’s boyfriend is suing me (
http://pickingupahitchhiker.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-mild-wild-west.html).
Let’s just say all of this is making it easier to breathe… There’s some catching
up to do but last year in March I woke up in an ambulance and had to do all
kinds of tests again, in April I had my slowest marathon, in May I got fired,
and last summer Kiana’s mother asked that the custody situation change to where
I only have supervised visits. This year in March I won a marathon, in April
things went well at Duke and I got my fastest 5k ever, in May the custody
situation got signed by a judge, and this summer my house refinancing got
approved and like I said while there’s still some catching up to do… I am
starting to feel further ahead. I had said that I was putting a lot of my life
on hold until this custody issue is settled and I have. What I’ll do once
school starts again and see how Obamacare plays out in Texas… is yet to be
determined but I am daring to dream some realities I didn’t even dream of may
be something to start pondering…

I am no naïve idealist and usually more hopeless than
romantic… when you set ambitious and perhaps unrealistic goals, there will be
heartbreaks and disappointment and may not get them all but if you aim for
nothing, you’ll hit it every time. So I am still trying to do new things or to
quote a song that will be near the beginning of one of the upcoming races that
I have no clue what the terrain looks like is is here I go again:

I don’t know where I’m going
But I sure know where I’ve been
Hanging on the promises
In Songs of Yesterday
And I’ve made up my mind
I ain’t wasting no more time
But here I go again

In the end the puzzles ended up going back in the box for
another day or other people. And I suppose no matter if we cure brain cancer,
there will be something else ridiculous and random that kills humans but ugliness
of things like cancer that goes only destroying it’s path is things like the
beauty of the human spirit that goes trying to both go at life and while going
to give back. There was an odd moment when someone in central park recognized me from an article mostly because of my lion lion cub tattoo... They thought it was great that I do things like the ones above or the Gusher marathon but hanging out with my kid, trying to pay my bills, exercising, trying to raise money for what's killing me, well those are things most humans have tried to do... mine are just more gray because they're in the gray areas of my brain (yes I know that's a lame joke). But these are just basic human things to love and be loved, to take care of necessities and try to enjoy some things day to day. The artists in those museums and advertisements (there were pieces in the modern art museum that I think Kiana could compete with), the athletes at the front and back of these races well they are just at war with the obvious as one of my favorite photography exhibits ever explained. I hope to never be someone who doesn't try feed some of that affection, artist, athlete in them and only enjoy it as a spectator... to me that's when I'll have lost the obvious war against cancer for life.
I go pick up Kiana Friday and
we’ll have some fun times this weekend and try to not waste any time. But when
my time comes to go… I want to know that whether it was sometimes going home,
sometimes going to new places or paces but that I went going.
Thank you for everything you share with us. <3
ReplyDeleteI agree with Paula. Yours is a unique view that love it or hate it, teaches you something about the human spirit.
ReplyDeleteI've been blog-stalking you for while now- can't even remember how I got here initially but I love reading your posts. And one of the best things I love is your sense of humor an ability to smile lightly (i.e the picture of you imitating the statue)and take every chance you can to enjoy life. Thanks for sharing everything you do (and I hope it doesn't creep you out that some random stranger is reading your blog)...cheers!
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