Sunday, July 8, 2012
Living a classified life
The last few weeks I've felt that if I don't keep my feet moving then it's going to be much like stopping on a moving treadmill and I'm going face plant the ground. There seems to be so many things going on and so much to keep track of that I'm exhausted.
My last month has seemed a bit like the classifieds section in the newspaper - births, deaths (no marriages at least) and plenty of craziness in and around it all. When I write it like that, it's a little bit wierd and the more I think about it the odder it sounds..
Two baby girls have come into the world in the last month. Friends of ours had a baby girl on the 19th June - 34 weeks and 3 days into the pregnancy. Yesterday my brother and sister-in-law had a baby girl exactly the same number of days into the pregnancy. Both mums had problems prior to these pregnancies. These were hard fought for pregnancies.
In addition, two people we know left this earth within the last month, not close to us but their loss has impacted big on loved ones. Both of them were male, both aged 40 years old, both had two young children and both were sudden deaths of men much too young to die.
Life can sometimes be so bizarre that it's hard not to be a little stunned by the events and happenings and the tragic or amazing circumstances which surround us each and every day.
I'm a little bit of a believer, okay I'm a lot of a believer in fate and synchronicity, but boy it's kinda exhausting as well.
On top of all that, I'm not even sure how to explain my job at the moment - only to say that the craziness fills in the gaps within my classified section life. How do you explain being a part of what resembles an unscripted movie where the characters and roles keep changing and no-one really knows what their role in the movie is.
We have plenty of divas, quite a few villains and a whole lot of action and drama. We're aiming for a box office hit and yet some days I worry that we're making the movie 'Titanic'. It's just really hard to play your part when the script keeps changing.
If I keep saying it often enough then soon I'll start believing it - I'm in charge of my destiny and only I can rewrite my script, I need to be aiming for best selling status and not just the settling for the classifieds section of life. Although I will admit the births section is a lot of feel happy moments.
Posted by Fiona Biedermann