These past couple of days have been really frustrating for me, to the point where it’s keeping me up at night. I haven’t had insomnia in years and quite frankly, I’m not too happy to be reunited with this old “friend”. Everything has just been so incredibly hectic lately, both at work and with my family.
One of my family members is in hospice right now, and while we’re not super close, it has hit me pretty hard. Not just because I’ll miss him, but because it’s reminding me of my mother. Saying goodbye on Friday was painful, not just because of the impending loss of life, but because I know the pain his direct family will feel. I remember it from when I was a kid. Watching him in his bed brought up a lot of memories I didn’t really want to remember. I’ve been trying to drown out those memories with great memories of him. My favorite was the summer we spent at his house (my mother had passed and my dad had to work). We’d get dropped off in the morning and picked up at night. I remember sitting on the porch, watching him mess with the guitar. I thought he was so cool, I even bought him (a really girly haha) earring because he was the only guy in my family who had his ear pierced, and sure as shit he put it in and rocked it. I’m trying to remember that, and that’s how I will remember him, not ridden with cancer. Yeah, I’m just having a hard time wrapping my head around the whole situation and battling the memories of my mom being sick and worrying about his family. I’m just.. yeah. Out of words.
Work has been… well… work. It goes through waves, it gets really hectic and we get behind, and then it gets better and we’re on top again. The stress from that on top of my family issues and my (3 week) cold has just really got me down. I was reminded how much I appreciate my “work family” though on Friday. One of our CSRs called off (despite it being hell week) on Thursday and had already planned on being off Friday through Monday, so on top of it being super hectic, I had to do her job as well. On Friday, I was just having a super hard time (mostly getting my brain prepared to go to hospice that evening) and, for lack of better terms, I was a hot mess. My coworkers did their best to help me out and let me know that they understand. Small favors with the literal work, and dealing with my moodiness and rapid breaks. On my drive down to hospice I realized (yet again) how grateful I am for the people I work with. Sure, we all get on each others nerves and we’ve had our bumps in the road, but every last one of them has proven time and time again that they’re just a different extension of my family.
Today I’ve calmed down a bit. Caught up on some work I left behind Friday afternoon ( I left early to beat rush hour to get to hospice ), went shopping with the boyfriend and kid and relaxed. Tomorrow I’m going to take the monkey kid bowling, she’s been asking to go for quite a while now. I think some hang out time with her will definitely cheer me up.
I just have to remember to keep my chin up.