I felt glum today. I never use the word “glum”; there are all sorts of words out there that I enjoy but don’t use often, perhaps that is why I like them? Now I’m pretty sure I used that semicolon incorrectly. Grammar be damned.
I was at work and was sent on an errand. As I was on my way to the hardware store (the rare occurrence because there are few things my store does not have and cut resistant work gloves are one of them) I had realized that I actually genuinely missed UConn, the UCMB and TBS. This isn’t the kind of “missing” that is shaded in sepia like homesickness, but a true sense of loss like a whole in my life I have yet to fill.
I went and volunteered at CPTV yesterday, answering phone calls for pledges during the women’s game (and offering “thank you gifts” that clearly had price tags) and I felt some sense of satisfaction. Even though the experience wasn’t all positive, it was all part of some great adventure I had with three friends from work.
One of the women I traveled with is 70 years old, a widow, and has traveled the world. While waiting for the training to start she showed us her camera-full of photos from around the world, the castles, the moutains, her favorite ice cream shop in Germany and the cat that followed her through Austria. She told us about getting a speeding ticket in Germany and how she has it framed on her wall next to the picture of her zip-lining through the forest. This woman is ridiculous. She also told us about how she volunteers 25 hours a week with the American Red Cross when she isn’t working at the grocery store where I work. She lives not only for herself, but for other people as well. She is also the happiest woman I’ve ever met.
I’ve been all torn up these last few months knowing very well what it was I left behind when I had to send that e-mail out, but I’m glad to know the NED is doing just swimingly (much as they always do). I just wish I could have done more.
Doing more. That is what I need to do. Ronald needs his groove back. These next few weeks and months I’m going to do all I can to not only get myself into a career (not just a job) I love, I am also going to do my damnedest to help as many people as I can. That is the vow I am making to you, all less-than-ten of you tumblr followers.
Music is good for the soul. I’m going to go chill now.