Today is Palm Sunday. I didn't go to church, I didn't really do much of anything. I slept late, and am doing a marathon of "An Idiot Abroad" which was built up on my DVR. Man, do I love to laugh, and Karl Pilkington was the man to do that today!
What a whirlwind 6 months it's been; career transition, learning to give myself a break for not always having the energy to say 'yes' to everyone ALL THE TIME, learning about being a Virtual Assistant, learning about me.
Did you notice the 'learning about me' came last?
Yeah, me too.
I miss you. Who am I talking to? I'm talking to you. A few years ago, before Facebook, I remember saying to several people around me, "You know, we've never had more means of staying in touch; cell phones, email, wireless Internet, etc.. Yet, I find it so interesting that we've never been so far apart."
Look at our communication now that Facebook and social media have come on the scene. We manage to track each other, see what we're doing, what we're buying, what we're eating, how we're feeling...but we're not really asking the question, "So, what's going on? How are you?"
Don't get me wrong; I am a social media junkie.
But it's made me lazy. Lazy about my relationships. And that makes the world go 'round. I don't know about you, but my resume and bank account don't keep me warm on a cold night.
Remember the days of "Toma's Christmas Letter"? So many of you tell me how much it means/meant to you. This past Christmas (given my 'transitional' state), I said to myself, "Nah, I'm not going to send one - I don't want to bring anybody down. I don't have anything exciting to say." Even though, I really had VERY LITTLE to complain about. MORE THAN THAT, though, I just didn't feel it was necessary because I update everyone, all the time, and the information is instant.
How about your email in-box? Who's piled up with emails that need a reply? Who's exhausted at the thought of simply replying to an email? Show of hands? Anyone?
I miss you.
"Why today, Toma?"
I had to re-format my iPhone, and I have an application that links my address book to your Facebook profile, so I can see your pretty face when you call me. Because I was doing a big overhaul, part of that was manually checking all of my contacts, one-by-one.
I started making a list of "Oh, I need to call her." or "Wonder what THEY are up to?" Then I just lost track.
It was too overwhelming.
Blessing and a curse? Sure. But I'm going to change my vocabulary.
Blessing and a CHOICE. We choose to take the time/make the time to keep in touch with each other. To reach out - and - HAVE NO REASON but just to say "Hey, whassup?"
And I have been making crummy choices.
Since 1 November, I have:
-Quit my job
-Started my own gig
-Realized the following two key things:
- I only need three things in life: raise Kayla, pay my mortgage and feed my dog. In that order. I don't need any more STUFF! As my want for material things in life decreases...my happiness increases.
- I don't always have to be the boss or make the decisions to be successful.
-Attended The Landmark Forum and highly recommend it; it'll blow you away how easy it is to free up some space and create new things
-One thing that hasn't changed? My utter adoration for my family and friends (who, in my world, are one in the same - my 'tribe').
My grandmother, Alfreda Leona LaBorde Rusk, turns 90 years old on 24 May 2011, and she's coming to Florida next week. She's going to see my house for the very first time. She's the woman I look to when I want to hear no-nonsense TRUTH, and the matriarch of my family. Sure, is she set in her ways, stubborn and crabby? Absolutely.
But you don't get to be 90 years old with a husband of 65+ years (God rest you, Grampa Rusk), 3 children, 4 grandchildren, and 7 great-grandchildren by being on Facebook.
|Surprising Mimi in SC for her 88th Birthday|
|Mimi and her 4 Grandkids|
So, what's new with you?
Dare you to call me.
Toma's Favorite Song Today: "Circle" by Edie Brickell & The New Bohemians