I never write this blog with the idea that anyone actually is listening but my computer. But I suppose that's how cyberspace works. You put it out there and it's there. This blog is that silent listener for me. It's my horrendously underpaid psychiatrist.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Disease and Getting Old

Hate it. Enough said. I've been very fortunate to be healthy in my lifetime and to have parents that haven't had to deal with anything to major. Within the matter of a week, however, my parents have each had a cancer scare and we've dealt with hearing about terrible illnesses in two very close family friends.

My dad expressed to me that it is weird and different when it's you and your own friends that are the ones getting ill and dying. I can't even imagine how hard that is. I'm just dealing with the fact that it's my parents and their friends rather than my grandparents and that feels hard enough.

Yuck.

I'm trying to hold onto the positive things in my life right now. I have a good job at the moment, I have a man who truly loves me, I have both of my awesome parents, have great friends, have a great living situation with an awesome cat, and tonight... I get to go to San Francisco with some of my dearest friends to celebrate the fact that we are turning 30 this year.

I keep thinking that this is really going to be a great decade for me. 20's were hard but I feel like I'm just getting into my stride now. I think it's going to be awesome. I even have pretty high hopes about this year in particular. If only I can stave off all of the sickness from the people I care about.

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