Hi there, old blog! It’s been a while.
I’ve been thinking about this blog for a while, wondering what I should do with it. Should I write a “closing” post and never return? Should I just let it sit here and maybe post every few months/years? Should I return to it in a more meaningful way?
I miss it. I’ve always enjoyed writing a blog, and really appreciate the community that has come along with it. So, since I’m off for the summer and have some time, I’d like to renew this space for myself.
As one does, I was thinking in the shower about how it would be a great place to write about things that make me happy…things that let me breathe in this busy time in life with small children, a husband, a relatively new career, a house, bills, and don’t forget all the craziness in the world.
I plan to mostly write about my knitting, cross stitch, reading, things around the house, things we do as a family, and other things that let me breathe or give me joy.
I’m still shocked and heartbroken about yesterday’s events in Connecticut. I just weep for those children who were so scared, for the families who lost young innocent children – either to the gunman or because they had to witness something so frightening – and for the entire community who will never live life the same way again.
I think about the parents who had to go home last night to half-opened advent calendars, to Christmas presents unopened, to the cereal bowl left on the counter, to the toys left on the floor in the living room. How can they move anything, change anything, and get on with their lives?
It’s unimaginable, what those families are going through. It was a senseless act that will terrorize hundreds or thousands of people for the rest of their lives. I feel like I can hear the screams of the children and the sobbing of the friends and families every time I think about it. I just don’t understand how our world can be so horrible.
I feel strange about going back to normal life – like it’s minimizing the tragedy and the grief of the families. No wonder we all put our heads in the sand when something like this happens. We can’t internalize the grief of everything bad in the world, or we would just be paralyzed.
One thing I’ll be doing is sending a sympathy card to the school. It may sound trite, but I figure the least I can do is let them know I’m thinking of them, as millions of us are. I urge you to do the same.
A few weeks back, I wrote about
how my job may be in jeopardy because of federal budget cuts in Canada. A couple days after that, we heard through the grapevine that our grant was not going to be paid out for its final year (we still haven’t received an official letter, to which they are contractually obligated to provide – but that whole side of things will be the subject of a future post).
My bosses assured me that they would do all they could to keep me on board and, in the meantime, they would be able to guarantee me a job until the end of the summer in some capacity. They lobbied various uppers at the university for weeks, but I also began to look at job postings and put together a couple applications for teaching positions.
Finally, after weeks of living in the unknown, we got word from the Faculty of Science that they are willing to pay my salary through the end of the contract we had with the CSA (March 31, 2013). My role may change slightly, and it still leaves us with the problem of finding funding for after that date, but I’m happy to still have the job I love and it gives us time to seek out other funding options.