New Job

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It has been awhile since I posted a new blog.  I have been doing really well.  Summer is flying by.  The girls have already been to two Vacation Bible schools and three camps between the two of them.  Two more camps to go before school starts in the fall.

I got a new job teaching art at a private school.  That starts next month.  I am so excited!  I have been planning away on lessons.  I have never taught five grade levels at once.  This will keep me busy this year.

Busy is good.  Busy keeps me from thinking about the bad things that happened in my life.  My motto since my first husband passed away has been “Keep moving forward.”  It is still what I have to do today.  I can’t sit and wallow in the past.  Even though my mind wants to relive every bad thing that has ever happened to me.    I rehearse what I should have said in an argument that is over.  Sometimes I have to snap myself out of those pity parties.  I have learned that it helps to go do something else when I find myself in the past.  Maybe it is like a flash back.  Some kind of post traumatic stress disorder.

I am still angry, but not as much.  I think time has helped.  Being removed by time from Travis’s death helps.  As I know from when Shan died.  Time is the only thing that has helped.  Not that I don’t want them here.  I would give anything to see them again.  I wouldn’t want them to be here and still be in pain.  They are on the other side.  Standing up tall and healthy.  Chatting about how the girls are growing up into beautiful young ladies.  That is how I have to think about them.  I don’t know how someone without faith can live on after the death of a loved one.  I know I will see them again.  If I have faith God will reunite them with me.

Running

IMG_5199When Travis got sick.  I started losing weight.  I wasn’t even trying.  I’ve always had a hard time losing weight.  I’ve noticed that when I am sad.  I don’t want to eat.  Stress makes my stomach upset.  I even stopped going to Weight Watchers.  Now that it has been two months since Travis died, the weight is coming back.

So this week I thought this is dumb to just sit around.  Travis wouldn’t want me to just sit around.  On Monday I decided to go for a run.  I started my Couch to 5K app over.  The run felt so good!  I decided to go back to Weight Watchers.  This is the new me! My mind and body feel so much better.

I am on day three!  Yesterday, Chloe and I went for a walk, but I drank too much coffee.  We were gone for 20 minutes, before heading back to the house.  Today was my second run.  Everyday it gets a little easier.  I’m going to run 3 times a week.  Maybe I can get my soccer star daughter to run with me on Friday morning.  She will leave me in the dust!

This is my new healthy life!  I think Travis would be proud.

Morning Pages Day 1

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As I ride in the car to my husbands funeral in Nebraska. I’m so angry that I have to do this again. Why? Dear God, I want to know why you think I need to do this again. I feel like this isn’t fair. Not just to me but to my children. I wanted a father for my girls. Maybe I did something wrong, but they did not. My dream was to be a wife with a husband and children. I wanted to be a mommy. We needed support of a husband and father. 

  I thought I found that in Travis. He was a good father. The girls loved him. We were starting to become a family. The girls would sit with Travis and watch tv. I had someone to cook more than macaroni and cheese for. I had someone to talk to before bed. That is something I missed before I married Travis. I miss holding his hand and feeling safe in his arms. Why is this happening?