Home Run

Holy cow! It's been more than a month since I've written. Blame, I mean, thank, Lynn for reminding me this thing still exists.

It has been a somewhat insane month. Between going home, getting back, doing school, double shifts at work, and navigating having a life with all of this, I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I look forward to pulling an almost all-nighter, before yet another shift tomorrow and Friday mornings (I'm currently at work waiting for this shift to start). I have a presentation tomorrow night on a 20-page paper that I have yet to start (yes, I do know my topic and have done minimal research). I am trying to find time for friends here and for remembering to stay in touch with ones from home. I fell down the stairs and have a severely sprained ankle, which is causing my bad hip to yet again muck up.

And I am entirely grateful and thankful. Today is the day of a very intense and life-saving surgery for a young man who I graduated with from Mira Costa High School. Not too many days ago he was in a car accident. He was with three other people (including another old schoolmate, the Angels pitcher, and a young girl) - all three perished, but him. A young drunk driver hit them and then ran. He was caught. Jon has now a condition called "internal decapitation". Look it up on wikipedia - it's scary stuff. But he somehow lived and I am rooting for him to live a long and happy life, regardless of this injury. Regardless of what you may believe, I do have to admit to believing in something bigger than me and I do not know why he lives and why the others passed, but I have hope for him since he's made it this long and this far.

So I sit here with my mass amounts of work where I don't get paid much, my schooling that is putting me more in debt everyday, my sore ankle and hip, and I think how lucky I am that I have a job to go to (yes, I will continue to bitch, so deal with it), that I have a brain that is fully functional to find wonderful aspects of an otherwise inept program (I do like to learn, now we just need to find my fit to do so), and a working body (for the most part...).

So I'll limp around at work today chatting with folks because I can and I will. I'll stay up most of tonight before doing that again to write a paper that I know can be wonderful and I'll make sure it is so because I can. Because I'm lucky enough to have this ability today and now.

So think of Jon please, hope for him, and if it suits you, pray for him. He's a young man who's surrounded by love, but needs every good vibe we can give him.

Jon loves baseball - so here's to hoping for a home run.