I am a girl who loves mountains, changing seasons, running, true backpacking, strong coffee, and knitting with high quality yarn.
When something bad happens, you have three choices: let it define you, let it destroy you, or let it strengthen you.
The purpose of life is to discover and develop your gift. The meaning of life comes from sharing your gift with others. - David Viscott
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Home, sweet home.
It had been a wonderful week. Stephen and I spent every minute with people who love us and care for us as nobody in this world, and we enjoyed the attention and warmth without any guilt feelings. Nice to be home...a little girl in a family, no obligations, lots of hugging and yet soliciting advice and help to my folks and sister. Where did the time fly? Why is it so lonely out here? How can I make it to see them more often? Every time I say good-buy, I am scared, though I push this thought away. Every time I hold them a little tighter, and my Dad, 50 years in military, has a couple more tears, my mom actually says she loves me and my sister...her whole world is focused around my family as a (not very good) substitute to the son she lost...
We've actually had done lots of things, visited Oleg's dad (in a Moscow subburbs), saw my sister's new place (she'll be renting out and under construction now), went to movies and circus (famous Russian circus), went to meet with my girlfriends - can't believe it's been 20 years since we've met...and neither one of us changed, not in the way we look, nor in style, talk, priorities (we are quite different, by the way, and it's always interesting how we connected) - and Stephen played with one of their daughters (hardly speaking Russian - my fault, my kid has a very limited vocabulary). But mostly - we set together with family and just talked, or been quiet. I ate all my mom's favorite foods (forget goals), but managed not to gain weight somehow. I promise I'll post pictures once I actually download them from the camera - life is swirling around here.
Speaking of life. We are closing on our house today, and a week later closing on a new house. Then packing and moving on 16th. A mere week after that we are going to Montana to get Alex. Can't believe it's so near!!!
My running is good. I've been reading your blogs and trying to get scientific about the terminology, so I'd say I am keeping my miles at aerobic level (what is below 65% MHR). I am enjoying my runs without watch. The weather is been perfect here the last 2 days - crisp with light snow, just the way I love winter time. Too bad the snow won't stay long.
Our pets are great. Puppy Charlie is crazy and learning to poop outside, but for now we wake up at night twice to take him out and then Oleg drives home once to do same. He is curious about the cat, who decided she is the main queen and shows it with fussing and hussing. Hopefully, they'll become friends eventually.
Montrail had sent out next year's contract and a request for a rcae schedule. It made me think of the runs I want (and allowed) to do, and put down 9 races. Thanks to United and my free tickets - I have 4 of them for next year!! I won't spill the secret quite yet though:) Montrail is sending us the best goodie bag yet - I am so excited! OK, it's not all about free goods, but common, I am a girl, I love lil' packages coming to my door and seeing new stuff! I don't shop anyway, so this way I can satisfy my feminine gene of buying clothes...
OK, I managed not to fall asleep while typing:) Time change on top of sleep deprivation is a dangerous thing. I am looking forward my next visit home already!
p.s. brain injury...today is our wedding anniversary!