Random thoughts – Week 2: Write a list of 10 challenges you’ve faced in the last three months. Pick one and write about it.
Wow. Ten challenges in three months? I guess that means I’m going to have to define challenges a little more loosely than I normally would. But let’s see where I get, huh? My list will be done in chronological order and I’ll write about the last one. (Though I’ll link to previous ones if there is a story to pair with it.)
- Getting through another Thanksgiving and Paul’s birthday without Paul
- Finishing final papers and exams for my first semester of graduate school
- Surviving (and enjoying) Christmas
- Surviving (and enjoying) New Year’s Eve (despite the sadness and grief that hit the first bit of the New Year)
- Finding the energy to participate in life after a difficult start to the New Year
- Competing in my first race since my marathon
- Teaching myself how to edit videos
- Finding the courage to book myself a night away (on my own!) for my birthday
- Overcoming my mental block toward making Sunday roasts
- Getting through another Valentine-less Valentine’s Day
OK, so how did I manage to get through the challenge of another Valentine-less Valentine’s Day? Well, to be honest, I holed up in my flat all day. Not really to avoid the day, but just because I felt that I had enough to occupy myself with here on my own.
Valentine’s Day is one of those days I dread now. It’s silly, I know, because it’s “just another day”, but it’s also a day when it becomes even more obvious that I’m alone now. I guess that the real challenge of this day is to not let the sadness encompass me.
I know the day’s not over yet, but I think I’ve won the challenge. Yes, there have been a few moments of sadness (and tears) but I’ve not been consumed with those things. Instead, it’s just been a normal day with some reading for school, some crafty stuff for a soon-to-be shared project I’m working on, and lots of cooking and eating of food.
Oh, and as I reflect on my list of challenges from the past three months, I have to say that I really am blessed. Money is tight these days; my future seems scary and uncertain at times; I’m sad and lonely some days; I desperately miss Paul. But my challenges aren’t bad. They don’t include things like searching for a warm place to sleep or scrounging for scraps of food. My challenges don’t include fighting (or fearing) for my life or struggles to keep my family together. Yes, I am blessed to have such frivolous challenges to face!
And as for this writing challenge, I really feel sorry for Rebecca this week. I mean, my challenge was to list some challenges, but her challenge is to write a story about tap dancing cockroaches. So be sure to check in on her to see how she gets on with her ick-worthy topic.