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2009 - THE YEAR OF PEACE AND BLOOM
I can't remember when I gave up making resolutions but I have. I decided I don't want to wait until the first day of the new year to be a new me. Why not do it today? Not that I stuck to them when I used to make them. I have realized over the years that I will never be as thin as I want to be or do as many things as I'd like to get done in a day or year. The books won't really get written, until they do. I won't learn as much, be as much, read as much, give as much as I'd like to. Until I do. And when I do, I will. The first day of the year won't change any of these facts and why tie it to something so random? What I am trying to do instead is have more focus areas for myself each year. Sort of aligned with Ali Edwards' word of the year, I am picking themes for myself and trying to make sure I focus on it all year long so it's ingrained in who I am by the end of the year. Last year, my word was "journey." I wanted to focus on enjoying the journey that is life and not always the destination. Enjoy the little moments. Appreciate life. Stop. Breathe. Look Around. I think I achieved some of it and, of course, it will be ongoing work but I do feel it to be more a part of who I am now. I decided on this year's word a few months ago when I was preparing a class I taught (which is when I made the calendar photographed above). Anyone who really really knows me would know that I am not peaceful. I don't feel comfortable in my own skin. I've always felt different and not in a good way. Like something's wrong with me. Like I don't belong. Like I am not good enough. And will never be. This is not tied to any particular achievement. I've achieved a lot in my life. I've been really lucky and blessed to have a great education, fantastic career, amazing and loving husband and truly the best kid in the world. And that's just a few of them. But this feeling of not measuring up (to something undefined) doesn't go away. I compare to others constantly but only in ways where I feel like I am not as good. Not as intelligent. Not as pretty. Not as nice. Not as talented. I can go on and on. So this year I decided to work on the most important concept of all (for me.) Achieving peace and blooming into my own. This is my year to discover and embrace who I am. Be the best of me and love it. Relax and not criticize myself. Not compare myself to anyone. Not worry about being not good enough. Stop and appreciate the truly amazing things in my life. Be thankful. Shed the past and be open and welcoming to the great future. But mostly be in the present. God willing, I will have another baby this year and I want to make sure my kids have a peaceful mom who is happy with who she is (flaws and all). I want to make sure my husband has a wife who is happy. If there's one thing I'd like to teach my kids, it's that it's ok to be whomever they are. And how better to teach it than by example? So here we go, the year of peace and bloom. GOOD-BYE 2008
Looking back, this has appeared to be an uneventful year. At least
compared to what's coming in 2009. But, I think this was the year that
set the groundwork for a great 2009. Jake getting a job, my getting
pregnant, and David being fully in school is each a promise for an
interesting, exciting new year that will take our little family to the
next level.
I am excited about 2009. Worried, too, of course, as it's my style. But mostly excited. For now, I am happy to say good-bye to a great year. Tomorrow, we'll say hello to the new one. I hope you and your loved ones have a fantastic New Year's Eve. We're planning a quiet one over here, filled with Turkish food, cuddles, and great TV. Happy Happy New Year! MERRY CHRISTMAS
I hope you're all enjoying the holiday season. Over here we celebrate
Hannukah, Christmas and New Year's so it's a long month of merriness. We
had a marvelous morning of waffle breakfast, opening presents, painting
David's new solar system and now he's napping while Mommy relaxes for a
bit. Hope yours is going wonderfully as well.
THE END OF 2007
I've never been fond of years that start with odd numbers.
Despite the fact that David was born in an odd-numbered year, I've just sort of disliked them. To be fair, 2007 was a pretty good year to me. For the most part, I was perfectly healthy and made some progress in all areas of my life. It was my first full-year of not-at-home employment since David was born. I spent the first part of the year doing two different positions and working myself way too hard. Thankfully, I woke up somewhere along the line and changed my job so that I work with products I feel more passionate about. I also got to meet some amazing people through this new position and am working daily on enjoying it as much as possible. 2007 was mostly the year of scrapping and creating art for me. I did 270 pages of minibooks or layouts. I applied for DT positions and was blessed to get one at my favorite place: A Million Memories. I also submitted a few pieces of work and one got accepted to be published in an upcoming Lisa Bearnson book. I read over forty books. That's not nearly as many as the years before, but considering the full-time job and the full-time scrapping, I'd say that's pretty good. I took over 10,000 photos. Most of them are David or layouts but there are a few trips here and there. To San Diego. To LA. To Fitzgerald National Park. To Pismo Beach. Here's some of the stuff I didn't do: I spent a lot of quality time with David and Jake and yet it wasn't enough. I didn't lose weight. Actually, I gained weight. I didn't hang out with my friends enough. I didn't keep in touch with people enough. I didn't write my novel. I didn't blog enough. I didn't exercise at all. I didn't go camping enough. I didn't spend enough quiet time to enjoy life. These things will be rectified in 2008. It's an even year after all. 2004
New Year's eve is my favorite holiday of the year. Many people in the United States appear surprised by this admission. In America, you have Thanksgiving and you have Christmas (or Chanukah if you're Jewish). Nobody I met makes a huge deal about New Year's. I used to tell people that the reason I made such a big deal about it was because I am Turkish. In Turkey, New Year's is the biggest holiday of December (well maybe because my family was never religious enough to make a big deal of Chanukah.) New Year's is when we put trees up and decorate them. It's when we go out and party all night, returning home only after the next morning's breakfast. It's when we exchange gifts. It's our Christmas. But this year I realized none of those is the reason I cherish this holiday so fondly. I am a fan because New Year's symbolizes the end of a year and the beginning of another. Even though I am always sad when I finish a good book, I am always inspired by the beginning of another. Each New Year, I feel full of hope and inspiration for the coming year. It's a feeling very similar to those fleeting moments I wrote about, but the inspiration lasts even longer and I get to put off taking action on it for a few days. It's like starting a new notebook. I know it's silly and I know it's fleeting. But it still fills me with joy. I, of course, have many plans for this year. I will lose weight. I will write more. I will take more photographs so I can learn more. I will read more. I will work harder and take less of my work home with me. I will enjoy sunny San Diego. I will make new friends. I will start volunteering again. I will learn at least one new thing every week. I will travel at least every other weekend to see the beauties California has to offer. I will relax more. I will let go a tiny bit. I will eat lunch under the sun at least twice a week. I will reply to email faster. I will participate in life more. I will call my friends more regularly. I will get a dog. I might decide to get pregnant. I will stop being so scared. I will stop feeling so inadequate. I will eat better. I will exercise more. I will stop being afraid to drive alone. I will learn to ride a bike. I will sign up for classes I like to take. I will get to know San Diego and give it a fair chance. I will forgive. The list can go on forever, of course. But I recently realized that it all comes down to one thing: I need to learn to be happy. I need to give up that something's wrong all the time. I need to stop feeling so small and appreciate the amazing things and people in my life. I don't mean it in the 'be thankful you've got arms and legs' way, though that wouldn't be so bad either. I mean it in the 'life really is beautiful and I really am lucky' way. I need to find what makes me want to be sad so much and rip it out of my system. If I can accomplish that this year, 2004 will be the best year of my life. FAVORITE MOMENTS
I'm not exactly sure why, but I woke up thinking of some of my favorite moments. Since I remember little about my childhood, most of the moments are in the last decade but I have a few precious ones from before. Here they are, in no particular order:1. Learning to Read: My sister taught me how to read when I was about 3, I was jealous that she could read the newspaper and I couldn't. So she and I lay on my parents' bed and practiced until I got it right. 2. My Parent's Wedding: My parents got divorced when I was in the third grade. I still remember the day they sat us down and told us they were getting remarried, to each other, about two years later. I had to ditch school to go to the wedding. 3. Getting in to AAG: I spent the summer of sixth grade studying for an entry exam to one of the best schools in Turkey. Three quarters way through the summer I found out that they would only accept one potential student. It was too late to give up so I kept studying even though I knew I had no chance as I was a terrible exam-taker. On the day of the exam, I woke up with a fever of 100-something and I was too tired to freak out. I came in second place and the girl who came in first ended up attending another school. 4. My first kiss: My best friend then. My first boyfriend. Someone I truly love even now. A moment I won't forget. 5. Getting in to CMU: I applied early. I got in through the waiting list in May. Six long months of anticipation, hope, despair. The day I got in my mom greeted me with the telegram and a bouquet of flowers as I left the minibus that took me to school and back. 6. College: Some of my best memories were in college. There are too many to count. All the friends I made. My first job, Boyfriends. Best friends. All-nighters. The list would never end. 7. Corporate World and NYC: I needed a job to be able to stay in the United States. My first real job was the first sign that I might be able to stay here. NYC was the best place to celebrate the beginning of my adult life. NYC was the best place to spend my twenties. 8. Japan: The six months I spent in Tokyo for work taught me everything and more. One of the biggest risks I took as far as being away from every single person I knew and going to a culture and country I knew nothing about and a language I couldn't speak. Now I can. 9.Birth of my nephews: Being at the hospital when my sister delivered the tiny twins. When she said "Am I a mother now?" When they opened their eyes. Seeing them grow have been some of the best moments of my life. 10. Going part-time: Working at a prestigious bank only three days a week was supposed to kill my career. I didn't care. I wanted to volunteer. I wanted to take classes. I wanted to live more. I got to do all of it. Volunteered two days a week, took six classes a semester. All for fun. And my career? Only went north. Started as a programmer, moved to managing a small team and then a global team and ended up as a Vice President. So much for "they" who are supposed to know it all. 11.Getting accepted to Teach For America: The night of my TFA interview, my eight-year boyfriend proposed to me. The next morning, my manager told me that I had made Vice President. These should have been the good omen I needed to know I would get accepted but I wanted to do this so badly that I wouldn't believe it until I saw it on paper. Regardless of how it all ended, TFA was one of the best choices I made in my life and I still feel privileged to have been a part of it. 12. My wedding and honeymoon: Knowing I get to spend the rest of my life with my favorite person on earth. Seeing one of the rare jewels of earth with him. Does it get any better? 13. Leaving NYC: It was time. I don't know how I knew, but I knew. I miss many many things about New York. Walking the streets at all times of day and night. The subway. My favorite bookstore. My good friends. My bagel shop. The opera. SoHo, The cabbies. NYPL. The only place that's felt like home to me so far. But I am ready for a new start. Something different. 14. Traveling across the USA: A big dream of mine for the last ten years. It was better than I could have expected. Swamps of Louisiana, caverns and white sands and mountains of New Mexico, state parks in just about every state west of Missouri, Great Sand Dunes, lots of lava. My first time camping ever. First time driving for more than a half hour. First time in just about 30 states. First time owning a car. First accident. Tons of memories. Tons of pictures. Tons of stories. 15. Starting Fresh: A brand new city. A brand new job. A brand new apartment. A brand new life. Room for new favorite moments. What are some of your favorite moments? LOOKING BACK
2001 didn't start all that well for me. 'TIS THE SEASON
I absolutely adore Christmas. THANKFUL
An impending interview. TRADITION
Traditions are at the core of our daily life. NEW YEAR'S EVE
So we made it.Jake and I spent most of yesterday watching football. Well, he watched football and I lay in bed, reading my book. Around 9pm, we started playing Ms. PacMan and we only stopped several minutes before midnight to walk over to the living room and watch Dick Clark as the ball dropped. After watching twenty more minutes of TV, we walked back into the bedroom and played video games for several more hours. This was the first year since I moved to New York that I had no plans for New Year’s eve. Well, at least none that I was able to follow up on. This was the first year most of my friends didn’t even know I was in town. This was the first year Jake and I gave each other’s presents well before New Year’s in anticipation of not being in town for the actual night and not wanting to carry the presents through three states and back. This was the first year in three years that we went to bed well after midnight. We had sparkling cider and toasted with a kiss. And we didn’t fight. This is going to be a good year; I can feel it. GREEN CARD
Despite the recent unfortunate circumstances, 2000 has been an amazing year for me. I got my green card. The one thing that ensures I won’t get kicked out of the country, unless I do something illegal of course. Ever since I got a job, I’d been working endlessly to get this small, and not green but white card. Thanks to my amazing and patient lawyer and loads of luck, I am now the proud owner of a plastic that says I am a permanent resident of the United States thanks to my Extraordinary Ability in the field of Information Technology. A huge ordeal that took me over three years of blood and sweat is finally over. I changed my job and my hours. If I had to describe my last job in one word I would most definitely choose “pain”. There are many others that leap to mind but that is the most prominent one. Thankfully and luckily, after I returned from my business trip and got my green card, I found the balls to finally get myself out of this emotionally abusive relationship between me and my job. Now, I work three days a week at a job I adore and I didn’t even have to change firms. I lived and worked in Japan for six months and learned Japanese. I don’t like being alone. I didn’t know a word of Japanese and the Japanese, for the most part, don’t speak much English. All my friends recommended against this trip. But I went anyway. I’m still not sure why. But I am so glad I did. If nothing else, I learned that I can be on my own. Important life lesson. I started volunteering weekly. I’ve wanted to be more active with my volunteer efforts for years. I’ve also wanted to practice and master sign language. I put these together and started volunteering at the New York Society for the Deaf. I learn something new each week and I love meeting different people. I got Laser Eye Surgery. This was unplanned and not an active wish but it changed my life drastically. It was one of the most painless, speedy and amazing operations of my life. it had no after effects, no pain and outstanding results. Last time I could see without my glasses, I was ten years old. This is beyond incredible. I did so much more. I quit Diet Coke. I started exercising five times a week. My relationship with Jake improved tenfold. I started my second novel. I started writing this website. I kept up my reading and classes. I learned more about art. I made new friends. I celebrated my nephews' first birthday and my mother’s fiftieth. I felt happy. It wasn’t all good, of course. It had its bad moments. I lost a friend. I didn’t lose weight. I’m still unsure of my career path. I should be eating healthier. I slipped two discs on my back. And I’m sure there were many other painful moments that I cannot now recall. But to be fair, I’d have to admit 2000 was good to me. As for 2001, all I want next year is to be a better person, inside and out. NEW YEAR CELEBRATIONS
I celebrate New Year's. I mean really celebrate it. I make resolutions, I stress about what to wear, where to go, what presents to get. I want everything to be perfect. As you might have already guessed, everything goes wrong. Two years in a row, Jake and I spent the stroke of midnight in a fight. No bubblies, no laugher, no pretty dresses, just screaming and tears. After the disaster of last year, I decided that from now on, Jake and I were to spend New Year's out of town. I figured, and he agreed, that if we leave town, I won't be stressed worrying about everything being perfect and will be delighted just to be out of town. So we made plans. First it was the Galapagos, then Cuba, and then the Bahamas. After they all fell through, we finally settled on a trip to Savannah with Jake's family. The location didn't matter to me, I just wanted it not to be New York. When I got real sick at the beginning of December, I panicked about the planned vacation. The doctor told me to relax and that I'd make it to my vacation no problem. So I skipped everything to ensure I'd get to go on this vacation. I didn't go to my volunteer job three weeks in a row, I missed Jake's family's annual Christmas party, I spent endless hours on my couch, getting bedsores just so I could make it to Savannah. This New Year's would be fun, even if it meant ruining December. Two days before our trip, I felt 1000% better. I could sit, walk and stand without much pain. I was ready for Savannah and I knew it was ready for me. We took the train from New York to Boston (where Jake's parents live) and celebrated Christmas with them. On the morning of the 26th, all of us went to the airport. My back had started aching slightly but I figured I'd keep up my exercises and rest a lot and things would be fine. Well it didn't turn out that way. The morning after we got to Savannah, I woke up with acute pain. Jake and I walked around for an hour and pain shot up and down my legs. In the last month, the one thing doctors had asked me was whether the pain went down to my legs and it never had. They kept saying that as long as the pain didn't go down, I was fine. And now it was going down. All the way to my toes. We went back to the hotel and after several hours of sleep, the pain wouldn't stop. Finally, I called my doctor and he says my MRI results are back and I have two herniated discs on my back. He said if the pain is back I should come back home and have bed rest for a few days. He goes, "You can get up to go to the bathroom, but no moving otherwise." Gee. Thanks. Lumbar 3/4 and 4/5. Two discs for the price of one. Jake and I take the 6:30am plane back to New York. I spend all Thursday in bed. Today I went to my physical therapist and pain is attacking my back, my legs, my knees. Here we are, two days before the year is over and I am to lie in bed for twenty minutes and walk around the house for twenty minutes as I alternate between having heat and cold applied to my back. Happy New Year. THANKSGIVING
To all the Americans out there, Happy Thanksgiving. Make sure to take a moment to remember what you're giving thanks for.Jake and I are at Martha's Vineyard and while it's freezing here, I still feel the delight of being far away and relaxed. This is my fifth (or maybe sixth) Thanksgiving here with Jake and his family. Thanksgiving here is nothing like what American television depicts. Jake and his two brothers get along quite well with their parents. We spend most of the day in front of the fire (since it's always freezing cold this time of year) and we chit chat, read, and mostly doze off. Often, a bunch of them go for a walk on one of the beaches and then we lazy around for a while more till we all sit for dinner. No TV here (actually they don't have a TV in any house) so no football. Just good old fashioned family chats. I remember these Thanksgivings always as calming and low key. Each time, I have an enormous amount of homework to do since Thanksgiving is about two weeks before finals time. Actually, last year, I remember thinking that one of the greatest things about working is that I didn't have any homework over thanksgiving. But, this year, I do. Next week Sunday is my Japanese exam and once that's over I'm all done for this semester. Pass or fail, I can take some time off and I must admit I need it. I passed my Sign Language test! I'm on to level 7, except for they don't offer it on a day I can take it next semester so it might have to wait till Spring. I have already started looking at next semester's classes tho and I'm thrilled about this class on the human brain that NYU is offering. I'm so excited that such neat classes are offered and I can take them! I think I will prolly take the next level in Japanese too, but no more exams for a few more years. Till then, I'm off to memorize those new words. I hope you have a most wonderful Thanksgiving and even if you're not American, take a moment to notice things that you would give thanks for. We often take things for granted so it's good to ponder for a moment or two. HOLIDAY THOUGHTS
Another beautiful day. I just wish the nice weather would never go away.I'm still somewhat jetlagged and it's been a week since I came back. I spent most of today thinking about my new novel. The characters seem to have invaded my mind and will not leave me alone. I haven't written more than 3000 words on this novel and I haven't even plotted it yet, but the characters are set. At least the main two are. I'm hoping they will tell me the plot soon. Or I'm screwed. My Christmas wish is a dog. A puppy. A Dalmatian. I know it means a lot of responsibility and giving up most of my freedom, but I want it. I think we'd love each other tremendously and it might help the maternal instincts I seem to be overflowing with lately. Watching the world series? I have to since I am a New Yorker. I want the Mets to win. Mostly cause the Yankees have already won so many lately and cause the Yankees have so many fans already. We watched the game for so many hours last night and the Mets were winning when we turned out the lights. This morning, I was really sad to find out the Yankees won game one. Here's to wishing better for tonight's game. The thing about baseball is that it can go on forever. Literally. Last night's game was five hours. Ugh. BIRTHDAY
I had a great birthday. Yum. Due to the McSweeney's reading selling out last week, they had another reading last night and it was two blocks from my house! After my volunteer job and sign language class, I came home and changed and Jake and I went to hand out at the bar, just incase this one sold out as well. We were there on time and got to hear Neal Pollack's awesome book read by the great author himself. Right before the reading, he came over and talked to us. He even wished me a happy birthday. We all sang some Irish songs (since the reading was at an Irish bar). After the reading Jake and I went to dinner at this beautiful restaurant right by the East River. It had the most amazing view of the city. All in all, I had an amazing day. Oh, and I figured out what I want to do with my life. But that's another story for another day. PICNIC
Go out and enjoy the last days of summer. Here in New York, the days are getting shorter and colder. Tonight, Jake and I went to the park for his birthday and had a picnic. It was so wonderful to sit among squirrels, dogs, birds and the trees. We had a small bottle of wine and some candles. It was wonderful. Afterwards, we went to Toys R Us and bought some toys. A perfect ending to a beautiful night. HOLIDAY FLIGHTS Doing anything for the holiday weekend? I think Memorial day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day are the worst days to travel in the summer. Everyone in the US wants to go somewhere for the three-day-weekend and most of us end up stuck in traffic or get cozy at the airport. I can't remember one holiday weekend when the flights weren't delayed. So why do this each year? I guess we must like torture. On that note, we are, of course, traveling this weekend. :-) |
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