I know you might find this hard to believe but my diabetes “well”
is a bit dry at the moment. There is a lot going on around here.
Silent Sam lost his job right before Christmas because the
company he worked for closed. This was a ten days after our son got married and
two weeks before my Dad died. Those three events happening so close together
were like having the sand wash out from under your feet. It has taken me a few minutes to regain my balance.
Silent Sam was a
company guy. He had worked for the same company for 35 years. He worked long
hours and would go the extra mile.
And then suddenly he
was home.
Let’s just say that it was an adjustment for both of us.
He was not used to working from home and missed the day to
day interaction with people and deadlines. I was used to being alone in the
house and working at my own pace. (I have worked from home for a long time and
would never want to work any other way.)
We did find a new routine and got used to being together a
lot more than usual. It did help that his office is upstairs and mine is on the
first floor. We could go to our separate corners during the day.
And then it changed again.
Silent Sam found a job. He has been working for about a
month. He is very happy. The people he works with like the company and the mood
in the office is much better than it had been with his previous company.
So, we went from him working long hours to him being home
all the time to him going back to work –
in a different city.
So we are now a commuter marriage. Silent Sam moved into his
own apartment in the other city last weekend and we will be together on
weekends.
Change does not blow in on a soft breeze here. It seems to
be more of a tropical storm. I know it will be fine but it is the day to day
that will be the hardest to get through. So, in a way, it is like diabetes. If
you are on the right track, your long term prognosis can be great if you keep
working on it but it is the day to day that can wear you down.
See, I found a way to talk about diabetes.
Thanks for reading.
