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Life Lessons

I’ve learned and grown a lot over the last couple years. My entire world was ripped out from under me in a 6 month span. I could have collapsed. At times I wanted to. But I didn’t.

I persevered. I pushed forward. I grew. I learned. I became stronger.

I’ve learned my children will always be my motivation. Everything I do is for them. I want to be there for them and provide for them but also I want them to see resilience. I want them to know it’s okay to be hurt and life is hard but they can do it and it is worth it. I want them to know I am and will always be there for them.

I’ve learned it doesn’t matter how many years or miles separate you, good friends will always be there for you. ALWAYS.

I’ve learned friends come and go. And that’s okay.

I’ve learned some people like drama. They want to be a part of it. They will try to exploit yours or create their own to drag you into.

I’ve learned those people aren’t worth my time.

I’ve learned your emergency isn’t mine. I won’t make it mine. I can’t bear your burden and my own. I can help you help yourself. It’s all I have to offer and if you can’t help yourself, I can no longer help you either.

I’ve learned I will never be consistent posting blogs or to any other social media platform. I’m having fun and that’s all that matters.

I’ve learned I can have friends and go out with them when I want. I can buy that car or that house all on my own. I can have elective surgery if I choose. I don’t need permission from anyone but myself.

But most importantly I’ve learned we are all responsible for our own happiness. True happiness can only come from within. Being satisfied with who you are and where you are going.

I realised somewhere along the lines the biggest leap of faith one can take is to believe in oneself. Sure things will go wrong. Mistakes will be made. Don’t let that bring you down. Learn from it. Grow in spite of it.

I’ve learned I am enough. I was broken. Now I’m happy and stronger for having lived through it.

Civility

According to Merriam-Webster the definition of civility is as follows:

1 a: civilized conduct especially: COURTESY, POLITENESS. bemoaned the decline of civility in our politics

b: a polite act or expression lacked the little civilities and hypocrisies of political society— Roy Jenkins. The men briefly exchanged civilities before the meeting began.

Why do we find it so hard to be courteous and polite to one another? So often we are unnecessarily hostile and repugnant .

There have been many times in the last few months I have been amazed at how uncivilised people are. It’s just not necessary.

It takes less effort to be kind. It also makes you look like a better person. There is no need to be aggressive and belligerent. There is no to be hostile and hateful. There is no need to be destructive.

It’s the time of year when we should be kinder to each other. Let’s start with those we know, whether or not they have caused you pain, and just be nice. It doesn’t cost anything to be nice.

Have some civility.

Be kind to each other.

No one deserves to be treated poorly.

Christmas

It’s no secret Christmas is my favourite time of year. People are more generous, more compassionate, and overall just nicer. It’s an atmosphere only found this time of year. But that’s not why I love Christmas so much.

To me christmas isn’t about presents or parties or food and drink. Christmas is about spending time with family. That’s what matters most to me. You get to see family you haven’t seen since last Christmas or you can spend an extra day with those you take for granted the rest of the year. You can see smiles, laughter, and love right in front of you.

No not everything goes perfect. Maybe someone gets frustrated or irritable. Maybe someone gets disappointed. But there you are. Together. Sharing the most precious gift of all with family. Your time.

2020 has been one heck of a year. I’m no better or worse off than anyone else. But Christmas this year is going to look a whole lot different.

This is going to be the first Christmas in 20 years I’m not with my kids and husband. Not only that but it will be the first Christmas ever without my father.

This year is trying its hardest to break me down but I won’t let it. I refuse to let tragedy ruin my favourite time of year. Maybe the kids won’t be here on Christmas Day but they will be here a couple days later. Maybe I don’t get to share the joy of my children with a loving husband but my mom will be right there beside me all day. Maybe my father won’t be here physically but his love and memories are in all our hearts so he will always be near by.

At the end of the day, or season, or year, remember what’s important. Hold on to what you love. Don’t dwell on what you’ve lost. That only takes away from what you have. Enjoy what’s right in front of you. Start new traditions. Give your love and time to making new memories.

Have compassion and spread happiness this season. A simple smile can change someone’s day. You never know what they’re going through.

Every Other Sunday

My family has been my everything for as long as I can remember. It doesn’t matter what’s going on in my life, as long as my family is by my side, I know I will be okay. And then comes along 2020.

First I lost my father. The man I’ve looked up to my entire life. The man no one else can measure up to. The man who always had my back and helped me grow and taught me how to be a good person with a big heart. The most kind, caring, and giving person I have ever met.

Then I lost my husband. Pandemics and grief do crazy things to people. I lost my best friend and the man who helped raise our amazing children. The only other man that has been there for me through my adult life. The man who has been so caring and supportive our entire relationship.

And now, every other Sunday I lose my children.

My oldest is 19. As an adult, he comes and goes as he pleases. I see him at least once a week and I try to talk to him every day. But his siblings are still minors.

I get to spend every other week watching movies and helping with homework and playing board or card games and cooking or baking and painting our nails and taking dogs on walks. I do my best to spend as much time with them as I can because I know when Sunday comes, they will be gone again. Every time they leave or I drop them off, my heart breaks a little more.

Luckily, this Sunday they are coming back. I can’t wait to see them again. I can’t wait to spend the week making memories and being there for them.

I love my children more than I could ever imagine. I just hate every other Sunday.

Moving On

How does one move on when his or her life has been completely turned upside down? Resiliency.

I can’t say where I would currently be if I didn’t have children to worry about. If my well being didn’t directly affect that of my children’s, I would probably be in a much darker space. I lost my father. I was grieving while caring for a grieving mother. She then broke her hip so I chose to tend to her needs over my own. All the while I was working full time as a paramedic in the middle of a global pandemic.

At some point in time my husband turned to someone else for his struggles. Now, we have to face them on our own. I am no longer the one he comes to when times get tough.

In the last 6 weeks I have learnt a lot. As it turns out, I am pretty strong. I am pretty resilient. I am a fighter. And I love fiercely. My children’s well being is more important than mine. I will make sure they are doing well even if it means making a sacrifice of my own. Sleep and nourishment have been second place to making sure my boys and girl know they are loved and I am there for them at all times these last few weeks.

As unintentional as is has been, I have lost almost 30 pounds in less than 6 weeks I try to eat. Food just makes me nauseated. I get hungry but then I can’t stomach anything. One or two bites and I have to stop.

It’s not just my marriage. I’ve lost my best friend. I’ve also lost all the family and friends that came with him. I am lost. I am hurt. I am trying to move on.

I am looking forward to 2021. I am looking forward to new beginnings. I am looking forward to a new life. I am looking forward to happiness that comes from within.

I miss my husband and our past life. I will add that to the list of bereavements I have accumulated in 2020. But one thing I refuse to do is show my children that they can’t overcome anything life throws at them. They need to see resilience in order to be able to replicate it in their own lives.

I may be hurting. I may be broken. But I refuse to let my children see that because there is so much more to life than your brain wants you to believe.

You are enough. You can do anything on your own. You will survive.

Pandemic Paramedicine

The first time I had to suit up to respond to a cardiac arrest at work during this pandemic, I was nervous. I have worn N95s and other protective equipment before but it felt different this time. It felt so much more dangerous.

This time I could bring home a virus that I didn’t know I was carrying. I’m already immunocompromised but so is my mother. She has been on inhaled steroids for most of her adult life and lives with us.

To all of you who work on a COVID unit, thank you. I don’t know how you do it.

I was so scared when I had to respond to the COVID unit of a local nursing home and transport a known positive patient. I can’t imagine that stress every time you go to work. You can’t become complacent because that’s when you get sick.

Thank you to everyone who wears their masks properly. Thank you to those washing their hands and properly socially distancing.

A HUGE thank you to everyone who works on the frontlines and to those in support services helping them behind the scenes.