Okay, my playlist on my ipod is soooo old and dated. It is desperately seeking a makeover for the extra long run this Sunday. Can you suggest your favorite song when running or exercising? Something that will keeps me going for 13 miles! Please and thanks!
Marriage is a funny thing, guys. Sometime you work really hard and it’s still not enough. On days like this, I wish I can crawl under my blanket and stay there for a really long time. Except, I have these 2 wonderful kids and they need me.
Is there ever such a thing as taking a rain check on parenting? If so, I would like my pass today please!
Hope you haven't taken that trip to MD? Please say you haven't!
I just needed a break from everything- I felt so obligated when I really didn't need to be which is why I haven't been blogging and I gotta say, the Amish, they are on to something with no technology! lol
Anyway, lemme know- would still love to meet. Take care.
I have not taken the trip to DC. I did send you an email asking where the heck are you. I know what you mean about taking a break, I feel that way ever once in a while too. Glad to have you back.
Seven years ago, I was in NY, building out one of Yahoo’s many offices. One afternoon I met with the architect, Bob. It was around this time of the year so I finally asked him where was he on 9/11. This was something that I had been hesitant to ask because I knew that his firm was in the first World Trade Building.
Bob’s office was on the 22nd floor. On that day, he was in the office like any other normal day, except he had the worst nagging feeling that he needed to get out. Not really sure of why he was feeling this way, he acted on it anyway. Bob, had knee problems and was using crutches that week so he hobbled to the elevator. The wait was long, really long. Then he realized that he had forgotten his wallet. Unlike any other time, he said fuck it and took off anyway down 22 flights of stairs. 2 blocks out of the building, the first plane flew into the building. The rest of the day was a blur to him. He wondered around Manhattan, without a wallet or phone and ended up staying with a friend. He was finally able to reach his family that night around 9:30 PM to let them know that he was safe.
As he told me the story, he stopped several times to collect himself. We sat in silence for a bit and I thank him for sharing his story with me. We hugged and I excused myself from the room. I went to the bathroom, burst into tears and then threw up. I had been feeling so sorry for myself for not being able to conceived. It was taking longer than usual and I was throwing myself a pity party. Then after hearing about what Bob and many others felt and went through that day, I really don’t have anything to complain about.