I had to take a break from blogging. I actually had to take a break from it all.
I had told myself life would go back to normal once I started working again. Time-wise everything changed the day I left my old job so I thought starting a new one would make it all go back to the way it was.
Well, I started my new job two months ago and things have not gone back to normal. I don’t live in an apartment with my two mid-twenties roommates in a more metropolitan neighborhood. I can’t come and go as I please. I can’t call my dad for advice when I’m stuck in traffic. The twins are not just my brother and sister. Charlie and I don’t live in separate homes.
Instead, I started a new job and I live in an ocean view apartment with all three of my siblings. I can’t call my dad when I’m in traffic but I can call my wonderful network of support that we call our LA family. The twins are more than just my brother and sister. Charlie and I live together again- and we are making it work. Also, we have an amazing new dog. I still have to deal with lawyers, my dads debt, car deeds, and all that jazz that I’m having a very quick and steep learning curve with. But I took a step back to breath and suddenly it all felt way more manageable.
The thing to remember with this life is that this is no longer a race to the finish with court dates and doctors offices- this is now real life. I have to remember the one thing that can go back to the old normal is that it is okay to take some time for myself. I need to take care of myself so that I can take care of my siblings.