I keep thinking about last summer, how it is a lot different from this summer.
Things didn’t exactly go as planned (pretty much at all) to what I thought would happen. I got my first job, and to my excitement, I got a second job. (a non seasonal job, so I was happy about that.) But I had only worked a few days when the second job decided that actually didn’t want me. (and I had already quit my first job.)
So then I was jobless.
While it wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened, it was disappointing. (and looking back now, I can kind of see how it was nice, the way it went.)
I decided to focus on writing for a little while, and still look for a job, but not to stress about it.
And then life didn’t go as planned (again.)
I got a headache.
It didn’t leave.
I literally had the same bad headache for six weeks straight. (there was a fifteen minute break from the pain when I took some super strong pain killer, but it was only fifteen minutes.)
I was taking two Excedrin Migraine pills every morning (normal dose is one every 24 hours) and two ibuprofen every 4 hours (both per the doctors recommendation.)
I would even drink soda and coffee or tea (I normally don’t have any caffeine on a regular basis.)
I remember one morning I was tired, but I was shaking from all of the caffeine I had taken, and I still had the endless headache.
On a scale of one to ten, I think most days it was about a five or a six.
One day in particular stands out to me. It was the day my sister Samantha chose her wedding dress. Sometime in the afternoon my headache increased to the worst headache I have ever had. I’m not sure what the difference is between a headache and a migraine, but I’ve had both, and this headache– not a migraine– was horrible.
I look back on last summer now, and I’m thankful I didn’t have a job. I’m sure I would have lived if I had to work, but I’m glad I wasn’t in the position where I had to work.
Last summer wasn’t all bad, though. I got my first job and that was an interesting learning experience. My sister got engaged, and that was special! But I think it is kind of important to remember that bad stuff too– often people look back on the past and remember only the good things, and I don’t blame them for wanting to remember the good times!
But the good and bad times together are what makes us each, us.
I’ll never get last summer back, and I honestly don’t know if I’d want to go through it again. (while my headache finally went away– thank God and my smart mother for that!– I still was having health issues…)
I’m not sure what this summer will hold, but I am interested to see what it has to offer me.
Especially if it is better then last summer. 😉