January 23, 2009
When I visit my parents I am forced to drive by the intersection that was the site of my 1997 car accident. A friend of mine had picked me up for an evening out and a woman ran a stop sign and hit us. I only remember fragments of that night, hitting my head on the windshield, trying to talk to my unresponsive friend, the firemen having to try to cut us both out of the car. I remember my mom sitting in the hospital with me. Still tied to the backboard an unable to turn my head, I was unable to see her, but I remember knowing she was there.
Years later in a rare conversation with my sister, she mentioned that night in passing. Only 11 at the time, she recalled the phone call from the police and my dad yelling for her to run and get his car keys and grab a stuffed animal from my bed. It was chilling to hear another version of that night. Ultimately we were both lucky and came away with extremely minor injuries. In that moment it seems like a life changing event, but now at 12 years later my passes through the intersection on the way to various holiday meals are the only times it crosses my mind. Though we’ve never discussed it in depth, I have often wondered if the life change happened not for me, but for my sister.
I can’t put my finger on it, but I may be just a little bit closer to solving the “why do bad things happen to good people” mystery. I suppose it all depends on if involuntary actions can be considered selfless.
I’ll get back to you on that.
January 21, 2009
January 20, 2009
I have returned from my first trip of 2009. With the computer left at home and access to very little news, it was a true vacation of the mind. It is my truest fault that I think too much and do too little. This weekend was a small sliver of balance.
The restorative powers of a good friend, a GPS equipped Ford Escape and a plan are amazing. The post-snowboarding coffee with Mint Chocolate Baileys certainly didn’t hurt either.
Capping off my weekend was finally meeting baby Alex. 8 days into it, she seems to be getting the hang of this thing called life probably better than I am. Nearly 30 years my junior and she is already teaching me so much. I can only hope to leave a fraction of the imprint on her that she has left on me.
Next up: San Francisco
January 16, 2009
I am heading out tomorrow for my first trip of 2009. I will be flying to Chicago, picking up a friend and a rental car and hitting Alpine Valley Ski Resort for some snowboarding.
I am leaving the computer at home and taking a break from work, though I will have both my Blackberries with me, so it’s not a true hiatus. I’m sure to be twittering from the slopes so check out @kaibigan7 if you want to keep updated while I fling myself down a mountain repeatedly for sport.
January 12, 2009
January 10, 2009
January 7, 2009
Because nothing is more special than snowflakes on a puppy nose.
January 6, 2009
I fell into the trap of daily monotony today.
But hey, at least I have wine and candles
January 5, 2009
Tomorrow my work year starts and my vacation officially ends. My two week hiatus was good balance of home vs. travel & family time. Though going home rustles up some complex feelings and self-analysis like nothing else, I was glad to spend the holidays with my family. Epic card card games, nightly cocktail hour, long walks through the neighborhood with my dog, the amazing food and the near breaking of my arm when I slipped on a patch of black ice will all be remembered as the perfect way to end 2008 (aside from the arm thing).
Tomorrow begins the daily pattern I have resolved to battle in 2009. Work – Home -Work in front of TV – Sleep – Repeat does not a fulfilling life make. Be it a glass of wine after work, a trip to a nearby cafe to write, or an exotic trip to a previously unexplored locale, I vow not to get bogged down this year with the business of daily life. I am going to embrace my inner wanderer and give myself a break from feeling like I have to be on a certain life path.
I wonder how one packs for this kind of journey.
January 1, 2009
To make as many moments of 2009 as I possibly can special.