Araceli’s mother, Joy, is in the hospital. In all likelyhood, she will not make it.
This thought bothers me more than I thought it would, and not just because I know how much it will hurt Araceli.
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Araceli’s mother, Joy, is in the hospital. In all likelyhood, she will not make it.
This thought bothers me more than I thought it would, and not just because I know how much it will hurt Araceli.
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It feels like forever since I posted something…
But I just don’t have much to say right now.
It’s not because there isn’t anything going on. There’s TONS going on. My life is changing in fundamental ways. Some of it seems too good to be true, and I find myself holding my breath, waiting for the bottom to drop out.
I got a job. On Wednesday I begin working at the Multipartner DNA Rendering Plant. My dream job. This place is why I got my degree in Genetics. It’s taken 2 years.
And I start Wednesday.
I am excited. I am nervous. I am terrified that between now and then I will get a phone call saying it’s a mistake, and I didn’t actually get the position.
And that’s not the only big thing happening right now. But the others affect me so deeply, and leave me feeling so exposed that every time I try to write about them, I feel vaguely sick to my stomach. So I guess I’m not ready to go public with those yet. Which is weird because these are all good things… but scary. Give me time. And don’t worry. As Furina always says, it’s all good. I’ll elaborate in time, I’m sure of it. I mean really. When has ANYONE ever gotten me to shut up?
Anyway, I just wanted to post and let people know that I am still alive.
And I am more than just a statistic
Addendum: Yes, I know there is something wrong with the formatting with my blog. I didn’t change anything, yet there is now a gap at the top… I’ll work on it. It was time to give my blog a new look anyhow.