Fallen Woman

I am a fallen woman.

That is to say, I fall a lot.

A favorite family story is the time my right foot got lodged in the toilet, which lead to the end of my ballet career. You can ask me about it sometime.

I have slipped down stairs. I have slipped upstairs. I have walked into walls, poles, doorways, people.

It's not that I am not paying attention. In fact, I pride myself on being hyper attentive to the world around me.

This last fall, however, was a doozy. I slipped coming out of the shower (the thing we all fear the most, methinks) and was left stranded in my hallway, soaking wet and in extreme pain. Mercifully, I have an awesome neighbor who was able to hear my screams and get me help. 

So, I've spent the past month at my parents' house recovering from the surgery I had to put my ankle back together. This is what they did:

Ouch, right? I have another 4 weeks without being able to put weight on it, another 4 weeks away from my home, job and dog and another 4 weeks staying with my parents. 

I cannot tell you how much I am valuing this time. I've been reading, spending time with my family and thinking about my life, my choices and my privilege.

I am taking in the fucked up world around me. I am heartbroken by Ukraine, angered by Buffalo, furious at Congress, SCOTUS and anyone else in charge.

I can promise you this: the next chapter in my life won't be complacent. 

Hello again.

Well, hello there.

It's been a minute, eh?

Anything exciting happening in your world? Any news I should catch up on?

Just kidding. I know what's going on. I mean, I have a sense of what is going on. 

I'm coming back to this blog to try and capture some of the things that I am thinking about and feeling in this changed and charged world.

A little recap.

This is me:

I used to work in theater. And higher education. Now I work for a medical device company fielding calls and emails from our healthcare partners. More on how I got to that job later. Maybe.

I've done some writing. I wrote an article about the 2016 campaign.

I've written program copy for the amazing Arizona Theatre Company.

I'm learning some things about medical editing and proofreading. I like learning new things.

If you re-read some of my posts from before, you will see that I made the error of using two spaces after a period. I was not consistent in using the Oxford comma. I was also a participant in the systemic racism that pervades nearly all aspects of American life. I've been working really hard to rectify my past. 

Enough about me. What can I do for you?

More to come. And thank you for coming along.