I certainly have not taken the time to update so I thought it
wouldn't hurt to do so (what a good way to procrastinate). This semester
is definitely a nice reprieve from the last three semesters I have had
at Columbia SIPA. With a Monday -Wednesday schedule I am able to focus
on wedding planning and this is a huge help! Last semester I could not
focus on it at all and felt really tired. Of course, last year but
especially last Fall was tough. My sister had gastric bypass surgery and
had a difficult recovery. However, she was weighing over 360 pounds and
it was becoming a health risk. Yet, we did not expect it to be such an
uphill battle. At one point, she could not keep food nor drink down. I
had to take her to the hospital to get an IV put in and I slept on those
awful hospital chairs in order to watch over her. All the while I was
dealing with mid terms and papers. Oh - and this happened right before
Thanksgiving.
Our parents aren't living in the US right
now so she really had no one else. Most of our extended family is full of
hypocrites who talk behind your back and don't help you, but yet want to
take credit when they see that despite this you have managed to become a
successful person. Then, I got hit with more problems/worries. My
mother's husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Currently, I have a
feeling he won't make it till March as he can no longer eat. At least I
was able to see him over winter break. However, this means that we need to consider funeral, burial and all costs associated with his inevitable passing.
Today, I
had lunch as usual with my friend Sean and he gave me a great idea that may help me cope with all the things surrounding me that I cannot control. I
should take the time to write one thing I am grateful for every day. Of
course, it has to be different each time but this is an easy exercise
that will assist me in brightening my outlook on life. Sometimes we get
too swamped or overwhelmed that we forget to appreciate the good things in our lives.
Here goes:
I am
grateful for: having a mother who despite lacking a childhood (worked since age 9) and any
family support
always loved me, encouraged me and never put me down.
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