I haven’t written here for a long time, and that isn’t because I’ve had nothing to say, I have had writing ideas in the last six months, but I really haven’t written because life had taken me over and made me its… well, you know.
I had no idea my last semester of school, along with growing responsibilities at work were going to take so much time and energy. I would finish a day of work, then immediately spend 3-6 hours in homework for various classes, or attend an evening class at the University before driving home at night. All those who keep a full time job and also full time classes, I salute you, and don’t let anyone tell you it’s easy.
So, I’ve completed my certificate course and begun my new position as Marketing Manager for Power Properties. I’ve been given a budget that made my head spin until I realized it’s not big enough for everything I’d like to do, so now I have to manage my own expectations. I’ve been given more autonomy in my position than I ever have before and it’s thrilling, overwhelming and intimidating all at the same time.
You would think that with everything above I would take it easy… relax a little bit, get accustomed to not having to juggle, work, family and school, but apparently I decided to work on something else instead.
I have committed to walking the 2014 Kidney March with my sister. In 2011, Erica was diagnosed with MGPN, a rare kidney disease where protein leaks out of the kidneys and into the urine. On top of the rarity, Erica’s disease is a mutated strain, making it more difficult to treat. On top of all of this Erica is the single parent of my beautiful 8 year old niece. Instead of worrying about childhood things, my niece would wake up in the middle of the night just to make sure her mother was still breathing. My bosses at work were wonderful in the initial scares, allowing me to drop everything to drive Erica to the hospital, pick up my niece from school, etc. Erica has stabilized, at least as much as she can be, but she has to watch herself. My sister is a fighter and was part of my decision to walk.
I’ll be required to raise money for this walk, and I believe I can do that much. I’ve already started walking, which for a person who has been tied to a desk for the last year, is saying a lot. I’ve got a long way to go to be able to walk 100 km in three days about a year from now, but my sister is a fighter, so I will be too.