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Seven Quick Takes Friday (vol. anniversaries)

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Tomorrow, June 8, is the anniversary of my first time visiting the city I work in now.
It was my first interview at the paper.
I was so nervous. Terrified, really. Of saying something stupid, of ruining my chances.
At that time, I had had two interviews with a free paper closer to where I was living. I had said the complete wrong thing in one of the interviews.
I was doing to make sure I didn’t do the same thing here.
I was an absolute wreck, though.

But then I got through the interview, and my boss gave me a tour and introduced me to everyone and told me that it “went really well.”
Well, if he thought so, then so did I.

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I like to celebrate anniversaries like that because it shows such a change in my life. A year ago, I was working two part time jobs and applying for call center jobs with no benefits.
Now, I love my job, I love where I work, I love my coworkers.
I haven’t shopped at a Sears since, though I have at Goodwill. (I worked at both last summer.)
Without remembering that it was a year ago, I wouldn’t think about all the good changes that have happened in my life.

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I didn’t start work here at the paper until July, and I plan to celebrate that day, too.
Not as some sort of gloat, but that I did what I thought I couldn’t do.

I write for a newspaper.
This is what I set out to do when I went to college, and now I’m doing it.
Not many people can say that and be happy about it.
I can say both.

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I recently reconnected with an old friend on his birthday.
I hadn’t spoken to him since 2011, but I just felt the urge to email him on that day.
It’s funny the days that we remember.

His birthday, meeting my boyfriend, signing my release papers from the Army.

Those are all days that I remember because they’re important in my life.
I remember my boyfriend’s birthday, my mom’s, my brother’s, mine!

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I remember when my dog died, too. Which, after a year and a half, still tears me up inside.
I’m crying and I’m not even writing about how much he meant to me when I was younger and how much him being by my side got me through bullying, being overweight, abuse, everything.

Oh, Tiger.

— 6 —

This July will be six years in the Army for me.
This July will be five years with my boyfriend.
This July will be one year at the paper.

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As I think about my relationship with my boyfriend, about it possibly ending at five years, I wonder what my life would have been like if I hadn’t had him through everything the last five years.

I know it wouldn’t have been as good.
Having him in my life has blessed me so much. He’s the calm to my storm. The anchor to my waves.
I know that I need to move forward in the relationship, and I hope it happens soon.

Have a great weekend!
God bless.

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The end

I have 96 days left in the Army Reserve.

Yes, that’s right. I’m almost done. I’ve been counting since it was 365 days.

It’s kind of a big deal.

 

I remember when I left for basic training.

I wasn’t afraid of the running, the shooting, the danger.

I was worried about the unknown. Would I find some friends? Someone to talk to? Would I be able to do what they expected me to? Would I be able to do it without crying?

I didn’t know what I was getting into. I admit that, now. I wasn’t really prepared.

I don’t think you can be prepared for something like that.

Life isn’t about preparing for every possible outcome or experience. It’s about going through with strength even when something surprises you.

For example, the first time I shot a gun, any kind of gun, was my 21st birthday. No one knew, except my battle buddy, that it was my birthday. No one knew and so someone that didn’t like me, she threatened me. I still remember what she said.

“I’ll cut you.”

What a crazy, ridiculous thing to say to someone, regardless of the situation. “I’ll cut you.”

She was one of those crazy-brave women. You know the kind I mean. She had this rough, abrasive exterior, but I think it stemmed from something that hurt her.

I was crying the first time I shoot my rifle.

I was crying when my drill sergeant came back from the target and said, “You’re a pretty good shot. You did really well.”

Then, I wasn’t crying anymore.

How can you possibly prepare for something like that?

You can’t.

There just isn’t a way to know that on the day you turn 21 you’ll be threatened by a crazy woman (I mean crazy here in the sense that she didn’t realize how much she could hurt someone) and then called a good shot the first time you put a real round through the chamber of an M16.

So, how do we live? How do we go through life, knowing that we aren’t going to know?

I recently got Angels Explained, a talk by Mark Miravalle. It’s amazing.

He strongly suggested we talk to our guardian angels. Did you know that your guardian angel was created with all the other angels at the beginning of time and he/she has been waiting for you?

Our guardian angels love us. And the more we talk to them, ask for their help, the more they can help, Miravalle said.

Wow.

So I am trying to start praying that simple like “Angel of God” prayer. It’s beautiful and quick, and Miravalle said it works.

In between the dishes, the laundry, the vacuuming, the wiping, scooping, writing, reading, watching… you know. In between those things, I try to talk to my guardian angel.

It’s weird. I’ll admit that. It’s crazy (in another sense of the word).

I ask him/her to pray for me. I ask him/her to intercede for me. All the ways that I plead with the Blessed Virgin, I do that with my guardian angel.

And I ask for his advice (again, like Mary). I ask for patience. I ask for him to pray for me when I can’t pray, when I don’t know how to pray, when I don’t know what to ask for.

And it works.

 

God bless.

Seven Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 8)

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Special intention list for the weekend:
Pope Francis, of course, our cardinals and the seat of St. Peter, for visitors to the Vatican that they stay safe during this busy time in our Church

God bless our Holy Father and the global Catholic Church.

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If you aren’t praying the Novena to St. Joseph… why?
Find it. And start praying. Like I say, he’s a workhorse.

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Remember how I said I was doing Insanity workouts three days a week?
Yeah, that didn’t happen. I was done on Sunday. Just couldn’t force myself to do it. So instead of just having one day off a week (Tuesday), I’m having Sundays off, too. I’ll have three Nerd Fitness workouts and two Insanity workouts. Which is what I did last week and what I’m shooting for this week.
In the future, I can try for more. I don’t want to overwhelm myself at the beginning of this Insanity workout schedule.

— 4 —

My boyfriend’s birthday is tomorrow. We’re going to get Chicago-style deep dish pizza, and I’ll be making him brownies, and we’ll probably drink some wine… I might ask him to teach me to play video games just for fun.

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I got to see a small chicken farm today. So fun. The framer gave me a dozen eggs. Nice.

 

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I’m quite the slacker on the Quick Takes. Some weeks I’ve stressed about the list so much, this week, I don’t even know what I’ve written in 1 through 5, and that’s OK. Not the stressing, but the not knowing.
It’s just something that I need to work on… focusing on my blog writing, that is. Among other things.

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I’ve been reading studying the Sacred Congregation’s Inter Insigniores, and I’ll be posting my thoughts in several posts over the next several weeks. Get excited for that!

Happy weekend.

God bless.

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Lenten plans

Like every other Catholic, I’ve been thinking about what  I would abstain from during Lent this year.

Chocolate, coffee, meat… all serious options for me this year. Well, not so much chocolate. I don’t eat it that much. But coffee and meat, those make up the bulk of my diet. (well, kind of)
I want to do something challenging, but I also don’t want to be crabby at  eating only vegetables for the entire time. I gave up meat in 2011. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but I wasn’t eating Paleo back then either. Beans and rice and grains were OK, so I was OK. Now I couldn’t go back to a grain-based diet, so cutting meat is not an option for me. At least not right now.
Giving up coffee would be a good challenge for me, except I just gave it up for January… so, I talked myself out of that. And, anyway, I didn’t even make espresso this morning because I didn’t have make time for it. I had a really early meeting and I just didn’t want to get up earlier to make coffee.
(So, I bought a sugar-full cup of cappuccino at a gas station. Bad decision, though it was tasty.)
Anyway, I haven’t really made an effort of alms giving in my past Lenten observation, so I wanted to do something with that this year. I know there have been words spoken about how CRS does it’s charitable work, but I’m going with them anyway, in solidarity with the church.
They give out those rice bowls at Ash Wednesday service, and I’m actually going to use my this year.
I decided to give up… complaining. That’s right, no more, “Oh, it’s so cold, this sucks,” or “I hate spinach.”
When I make a complaint, I’m going to put a nickel in. When my roll of nickels is gone, I’m going to start with dimes. Hopefully, by the end of Lent, I’ll still have some dimes left, and I’ll be doing something instead of just complaining.
For example, here’s what will happen:
Walking to my car… oh, no, I have to scrap the frost off because it was so cold last night.
Nickel in the rice bowl. And I pray for those who don’t have cars and gratitude that I do have a car.
Hopefully, it works out like that.
I’ll be letting my coworkers and my boyfriend know the situation, so if they catch me complaining I’ll be accountable.
I’ll be adding a Rosary (I did this a few Lents ago), in the mornings with my cup of coffee. I’ll make the coffee and pray. And if I have meetings, I’ll pray in the evenings. If I’m going to Mass, I’ll pray there.

Birthday review

I did make it to Mass for my birthday Friday. I went to a small chapel with some discalced Carmelite friar celebrating the Mass. There was also a whole family of secular Carmelites in front of me with scapulars and all. Beautiful.
Then my boyfriend took me out to dinner. Then we went ice skating for the first time ever!!!
That’s right, I, at 26 years old (and counting) had never been ice skating before. Of course, my boyfriend was pretty skilled at it. He’d done when he was still in school.
I was so nervous, and my boyfriend was a little scared to let me hang on him when I first went on the ice. I thought I would fall. I kept thinking I would fall, in fact.
But I never did. And soon enough it was like I do it all the time.
It really is just like rollerblading, which I used to do a lot. The blades weren’t that sharp (we rented some at the facility), but they worked.
Then we went to the apartment and played Phase 10 (love that game) and drank wine.
It was a wonderful, perfect, happy birthday.
I’m starting to realize that I really am in control about how I feel about things. I could have had a horrible birthday just by the way I thought about it.
Instead, I set myself up to have a great day, and it worked out. Regardless of what I did with my boyfriend, I would have had a great day. Just spending time with him would have  been great.
God bless.
Also, prayers for Pope Benedict XVI and the College of Cardinals as they go about finding a new pope for us. Pray for the Holy Father’s health.

Seven Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 3)

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Today is my 26th Birthday! If you have been following along, I already celebrated yesterday a little with funny cat videos (isn’t that what the Internet is for?) and making cookie chocolate cookie mousse cake thing last night.

I had a piece two pieces for breakfast. Don’t judge me haha. It was AMAZING. Everything I thought it would be and more. Perfect cookie layer on the bottom, smooth thick creamy chocolate in the center and fluffy coffee frosting on the top. Wow. I was pretty impressed with myself. Which is a great way to spend a birthday morning while watching My Boys on Netflix.

I also said the Guardian Angel prayer when I was brushing my teeth (there’s a lot of sugar in that cookie thing). That was nice. I mean, I said it in my head, not out loud. What a sweet way to concentrate on God, instead of just the mundane task, though.

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We’re actually getting rid of our Netflix account later this month, so I’m trying to watch the rest of that series, though I know I watched most of it when it aired originally. The main character is a reporter, so I relate highly to the show. I love her, too.

— 3 —

My boyfriend and I are meeting up tonight for a secret, surprise event to celebrate my birthday. He told me to bring long, thin socks. Interesting.

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Also, because it’s my birthday, I gave up brewed coffee today instead of meat just in case we’re going out for steak or something. Which wouldn’t explain the socks, but I’ll go with that. Steak. Yes, please.

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I tried to go to Mass this morning. I was even early enough for Rosary! But… the doors were locked. I just wanted to go to Mass on my Birthday. C’mon! So I trolled around the Archdiocese website and found a few tonight close to wherever the secret, surprise event is. So I’ll be going to a new Parish for Mass, that’ll be twice this month!

— 6 —

The snow is beautiful here. It may take more time to get everywhere through it, but I guess most people are more patient. I try to be more patient at least. Take your time and relax already. It’s beautiful, enjoy it.

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Lastly, I have a hearing today at the courthouse for work. Law & Order baby. You’re on. It always makes me want to check out LSAT prep books from the library… even though I know I can’t afford to even take the test, let alone go to law school right now. Some day.

God bless. 🙂

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