Day 306. Looking Back, Looking Ahead

This is an idea I’ve blatantly plagiarized from the Crazy Sexy Life Blog (where you can read about Green Smoothies and all kinds of good, healthy living options and vegan food).  Kris Karr’s ideas are pretty compelling when you read her story:  Karr (who is gorgeous) had stage 4 breast cancer, which is very serious, and decided to treat herself with food, supplements, and healthy living.  Seems like she’s doing pretty dandy.

So, I liked her exercise.  Here’s my version:

2011 in Review (with gratitude)

  1. Started a Blog
  2. Said “no” more.
  3. Got to see Casey and Johnny.
  4. Wrote a lot, sometimes more than two pages at a time–a record for me in my present shape.
  5. Hung out more with friends
  6. Great CT scans! The aneurysms did not grow, and if they don’t grow again this time, I can graduate to one annually.
  7. Started literary Salon.
  8. Took a writing class with SARK (Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy) and met tons of friends who are writing books, too, who turned out to be better writing teachers than SARK.
  9. Spent a lot of good, happy times with my family.
  10. Kept up with my watercolors, making a couple of fairly good paintings.
  11. Met up with my oldest, dearest friend Scott, who I now hang out with regularly.
  12. Took several tele-seminars in great topics like World-Changing Writing.  They were fantastic and turned me into a full-time writer again.
  13. Got a PEMF machine; use it around 45 minutes every day.  Lowered pain meds dosage on most days.
  14. Tried to be kinder to myself.  Easier said than done.

2012 (What is to come)

  1. Join PeTA (check! done!….I know many of you will be haters because of their very public stunts:  those are the very reason I am joining.  I believe
    that PeTA’s popular culture status does more to promote veganism than any group like the Humane Society [with its obnoxious commercials].)

    Released into the public domain by PETA.

    Image via Wikipedia

  2. See Art.
  3. Visit museums of every kind once every month or two.  And just deal with the mobility issue.
  4. Finish my book enough to start sending it around to publishers.
  5. Get to see more Goddard friends like Lana, Gerard, Mary, and Christian.
  6. Go to the theater.
  7. Take an art class.
  8. Go to the movies more often.
  9. Be organized and present for my writing group, so that we can get our new ideal group off the ground.
  10. Hang out with Scott.
  11. Make art:  watercolors, tissue collage, lunch boxes.  Many media.  Make something once a week.
  12. Try not to think I’m dying right away when it’s just another health thing.
  13. Spend lots of time with the boyz (Harrison, Aiden, Greg, Jacob).
  14. Spend time with the parents.
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Day 313. Time Machine: New Year, The Meaning of Life, and Lunching for Professionals

My goal is to keep these entries shorter—for your sanity mainly, but also so that I truly will sit down and write them.  I was unsuccessful at the shortness today. Trouble is, I have so much to say.  It’s hard to limit myself.

I have been lost in my Time Machine, Apple’s external drive that acts my wireless network as well as my backup drive.  I’m trying to put my iTunes music on it so that I can listen to my music on Sonos without waking up my laptop computer.  Easier said than done.  Never mind if this is all meaningless to you. I just am searching for spots on my backup disc for my music to live, but there’s no room at the inn, so to speak.

So I have to travel back in time on the Time Machine (I visit a backup from 11:03 p.m. December 3, 2009 to delete, for example, music files, which are very large, thinking I’ll make lots of room; then I travel to February 16, 2010 8:57 a.m. to delete all the photos and movies, also space grabbers).  The process travels at the speed of a snail. I do, truly feel as though I am sucked backward into a time machine.

There’s even a timeline running up the right margin of the screen, a visual representation of time going backward, to remind me of just how far back in time I can go.  I am lost in this timeline.  It goes all the way to December 2009, January 2010, February 2010, months I just zapped completely from memory. These are months when I had so many more days left to live.

I did it without thinking at all.

That’s the tricky thing about this countdown.  The clock keeps ticking and you forget all about it.  Of course, the relative silence is a good thing.  If I heard the ticking all the time, I would go crazy. Crazier, I mean.  But sometimes, I want to remember the ticking, so that I remember my life.

Harrison, Greg, and Aiden

There are moments I want engraved on the Time Machine, like New Year’s Eve 2011 (or is it 2012?  I never know how that works).  Greg and the boys, my nephews, were here, and we had a party.  Aiden (7) had asked me on Christmas, “What is this New Year’s thing?  I mean, how does it work?”  So, we showed him, with a whole spread of treats (we bought the grocery store out of all the junky treats they chose) and watched movies, and played a fun game.  They told about what they wanted to add to their personalities in 2012 and leave behind in 2011–so thoughtfully.  And Harrison (14) was so cool, even to his brother, and Aiden got to stay up past midnight (more like 1:30!).  So I want that day written in Sharpie on my Time Machine.

I want to remember my brother Jacob coming over in the middle of the afternoon one day this

Jacob–This is how he always looks. Just kidding!

week, out of the blue, to watch his favorite movie, and mine, Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life, both of us cackling like little girls (sorry JJ, but it was true!) and saying all the lines, singing all the songs.  Like:

So remember, when you’re feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space,
‘Cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth.

Then he told me all about what he wants to do with his life, like getting a PhD in biology and teaching at a Community College or University because he loves research.  How amazingly flattering, for one, to think that I might have influenced him a tiny atom of a bit, but so cool for him, most importantly.  That’s worth engraving on the Time Machine.

Finally, Melanie came over the other day for lunch, and we ate some lousy soup I made (I will surely erase the soup), but then we sat on the couches for the whole afternoon just talking about life and everything.  She is so smart.  I feel like a combination gal pal and her co-parent with Carlos (gee whiz, Carlos, but our little Mel is growing up!!).  She also gave me some compelling advice on my book; now, if only I would take it and start writing again (she was the one who pointed out this great connection between my angst over my Time Machine and my book).  That day with Miss Sassy McSasserson (you know her as Melanie) is one I want etched in memory as well.

Melanie McSasserson

These are days I don’t want to fade away, you see.  It sometimes feels like the good days will fade away just as easily as the bad.

Do you have days you want to engrave in your Time Machine/Capsule? What do you do to keep them in memory?