I'm here in a nice hotel room, having checked my company email for the last time today. Tomorrow starts the two flights that will eventually bring me back home. Since I've washed the travel off of me (literally...I just got out of one of those "far too long in the shower, but what the heck, it's a hotel room"), I'm left to here to either watch TV (which I don't like to do), organize files (which I don't want to do) or write. As you can see, writing won.
Speaking of writing, I'm not publishing stuff on this blog as frequently as I used to. I still do write, almost daily, as a matter of fact, but most of that stuff isn't fit for even this cheesy attempt at public introspection. I feel a bit guilty about the whole not writing as much thing, by the way. Guilty not because I somehow feel it is being missed, but guilty because this is a kind of commitment I made to myself back in 2008, and I should be doing a better job of honoring it. Yes, that's one of the hundred or so thoughts pinging around in my head at the moment. I'll be spelling out some more (literally) shortly. Guilt aside, at least I am writing this posting.
The above is a kind of stall...as in I am stalling. One of the things bothering me is the fact that a fellow Pru alumni, fellow blogger, and terrific human being, the author of the blog "Lights Cancer Action!" disclosed that she has a reoccurrence of breast cancer. You can find her blog on the listing to the right of this screed, as well as a link to the specific posting HERE. I'm not going to say much about her story, as you can learn about it from her blog, but I am going to say that there are times when I just really don't understand the cruelty of life. Cruel, as in a third cancer diagnosis. Cruel, as in children being tortured by drug-addicted parents (link HERE). Cruel, as in the abuse of animals who only offer us unconditional love (link HERE). Yes, I am bothered by all of this, and more. I know that life offers us opportunities to learn in ways that we never really expect, but there are times when I wish the lessons weren't quite so painful.
Maybe I need to take another one of those "washing away showers". Then again, if I shower once more today, my skill may actually start to flake off, en masse. The joys of the heating season I guess.
Trying to move on, this was my third to trip to my employer's office in Fairfield, Iowa. For some reason, they seem to not mind my visits, and for that...and the advice on local places to eat...I am grateful. I am also grateful, in general, to my employer for providing me with work that (hopefully) has a positive impact. That was...and is...important to me, and is something of a lesson learned from my last employer/micro-disaster. I am not sure when I am coming back, but I am sure it will be sooner or later.
By the way, and as both a final point and explanation for the title of this posting, I'm wearing this shirt for my trip tomorrow.
For some reason, it seems fitting.