And just like that, in the blink of an eye.
Time is messing with me again. I just realized that it's February 17th, which means that it has been exactly a month since my surgery. Sometimes it feels like it was years ago, but I still can't help but wonder where exactly did the time go?
I've been lucky and stayed busy during my recovery. Constant visitors have given me something to look forward to, forced me to keep some sort of schedule, and made the time pass quickly. I'm thankful that I haven't had to sit at home alone and occupy myself.
Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back. - Harvey MacKay
I'm returning to work in less than two weeks. In some ways I am ready to take on responsibility again and force my brain to be useful. In other ways I am worried about my stamina and apprehensive about returning to our way too busy, always running around, barely having time to enjoy, normal life. I also can't help but think about everything that is planned to happen this year. We're already halfway through February and I feel like I just celebrated the new year. One more surgery to tweak and "fix" my reconstruction, to be scheduled during my appointment in May, my hysterectomy, to be scheduled during my appointment in July, scheduling tattooing (hopefully traveling to Baltimore), annual family get away over the 4th of July, BlogHer conference with Sarah at the end of July, the list just goes on. This year is going to fly by. A year from now I'll be writing yet another post asking where the time went.
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