So for the past two weeks, I've had shingles. For those that don't know (like myself), shingles is something you get when you're extremely stressed out. And it's usually mostly old people who get it. So, at age 26, with careers that I love, I'm mostly embarrassed to say I got it. To keep a long story short, I had a very difficult case at Centro Tepeyac, a pregnancy resource center where I help mentor men and pregnant girlfriends, and tried to take on more than I can handle. And my body took the hit.
I say this not to receive pity (shingles is known for extreme pain, I was fortunate that it wasn't that bad), but to share something I've learned---I can't do everything. If you're like me and want to do everything and everything well, please take this as a reminder. Especially if you're doing God's work, remember it's God's work, not yours. I had forgotten this. Remember to lean on others and delegate. Something else I'm still learning. Remember to healthily communicate burdens and not swallow emotion. I learned the hard way.
Getting sick is one thing. Getting sick for things you can prevent is another. Take care of yourself, everyone. Trust me, everyone's a lot better off with a consistently healthy, maybe seemingly less productive you. Not a super productive, but then falls-apart-later you. May we all remember it.
I ask for prayers for a full recovery from 90 to 100% feeling like me hopefully soon.
Friday, September 12, 2014
Friday, September 5, 2014
The Game-Changing Conversation
“I want you to say it,” Mimi said.
“I can’t,” I replied.
“I need you to say it,” she insisted.
Mimi and I were staring across the basin water at the Washington Monument. The Jefferson Memorial was behind us with several people walking by at distance. I couldn’t let myself make such a big, drastic decision. For the past several months I had been miserable at work. It was a great organization with good people, but my title and my role was not meant for me, my personality, nor my skill sets. I was getting paid pretty well for someone my age, but I was doing long hours which included a lot of weekends. It felt like every month I was breaking down---my hands in my face, water we’ll call tears dropping while alone in my office, alone in my car, or alone in my apartment. Falling apart frequently like this was unusual for me, as I’m used to doing well in other areas and work in my life. The worse part of the job was that it left me with no time to do what I was really passionate about: writing and mentoring men. To complicate things more, this was all taking place months before our wedding.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
So a couple of people have asked me about getting the entire talk. Still working on getting the visual (though I have it via e-mail, just ask!), but here's the audio link below produced by the Archdiocese of Washington.
Also, here's the article that summarizes the talk with a couple clips from it:
Praise God, thanks for all the prayers and support! Let's all continue to fight the new drug!