|LH mercy they are so good. I want to go eat some|
As I put away tart after tart from Sugar, folks would tell me that it's clear that I have more energy now than I had earlier in the fall. For instance, in October I did a big interview as part of becoming a full professor. Colleagues who were part of that process said that I did a great job, but that they could tell how I tired I was, and how I was having to push myself. I went home and fell asleep after that interview.
I'm no longer that person. I haven't taken a nap in a couple of weeks. A couple of weeks! I've been working effectively on plans for next semester's classes. I'm reading things related to chapter 6 in my book. I'm planning a couple of additional interviews for the book. I've been connecting to my friends more effectively.
I'm feeling more and more like myself.
|I'm sorry you can't see my shirt. A flow-y t-shirt that my mom and I bought|
on sale, for like $12. But you can see MY EARRINGS! I'm trying
all kinds of new things! Probably haven't worn any for 8 years.
So at age almost-42, I tried it again.
Not bad! I had a total of two bites of food because I just kept talking and talking, to former grad students, colleagues, folks I know only vaguely, and Maybelle's beloved ECDC teacher.
Here's how the conversations went:
"Alison, how are you?"
"I'm doing much better. I'm grateful to be back at school, and getting ready for next week's classes."
"You look great! Your hair looks great!"
This was a moment when I needed to decide how much information they wanted. With a couple of people, I had them check out how quickly my hair has grown on my neck--you can see the amount of hair that's responded to being shaved. A lot of hair. And you can compare it to the hair on the left side of my head and it's growing, but very slowly. I'm not sure if that's what they wanted.
"And how's Maybelle?"
This is another point where I didn't know what to share--do they want the real story ("She's had a challenging several months. All kinds of changes. Fighting with my mom because that was the only predictable/safe place. Etc.") or the normal one ("She's great!)?
And then it was sort of surprising to hear from almost every person, "I read your blog, so I've been keeping up with how you're doing." One person said, "I read the article from The City Paper, and I never cry, but that article made me cry so much."
Oh. Well, maybe they all wanted the in-depth interview. Or maybe they just want to touch base with me since they know a million things have happened since they've been reading. That made me realize that I haven't been able to do much blogging in previous months. But I'm feeling better now, so I can blog.
I'm so glad I got to see so many of you, to have so many hugs. I'm glad to be back on campus, to have a seat at my desk, to snuggling into the Starbucks chair as a space to read.
Here I am!