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Blogger Tara Thayer said...

This is beautifully written, and perfectly said. I had something similar happen to me once, and ended up with a new husband and lots and lots of kids. But I love the sense that I found my way back, and glad you did, too.
Happy Anniversary, of sorts!

December 16, 2008 at 1:07 PM

Blogger Amanda said...

What a great post! An earthquake even! Maybe I will experience it some day. Things do happen for a reason, I am convinced.

December 16, 2008 at 2:10 PM

Blogger Dutchbaby said...

When they are small, I love earthquakes too. They are a great reminder that Mother Nature is a force to reckon with, deserving of great respect.

Your perspective of uncle fester (love the nickname!) is very generous and I respect how you were able to rise above his bad behaviour.

Great post, here's to earthmoving experiences!

December 16, 2008 at 5:49 PM

Blogger M M said...

I too, have suffered Uncle Fester. In fact, I can think of four Festers off the top of my head. It is shocking how much that kind of work environment can suck the confidence and perspective out of you. It is actually such a "toxic" and wacked situation... I'm still wondering how these people get promoted! CONGRATS ON YOU YEAR ANIVERSARY!

December 16, 2008 at 8:54 PM

Blogger julochka said...

tara--thank you. very glad you could relate, even if your situation was different.

amanda--i totally believe things happen for a reason and i'm really happy to see it so much more clearly today.

dutchbaby--thank you for stopping by! i'm glad i'm not the only one who loves small earthquakes (i was in whittier in, was it '87 or '88? and remember the pavement rippling before my eyes.). it was really uneventful today, so much that the crisis people didn't even post anything on their website 'til almost 4 hours later.

michelle--sadly, i'm sure we all have had an uncle fester..however mine really LOOKS like him!! bald head, a bit of a hunch, kind of shuffling along, dark circles under the eyes. i think they get promoted in the whole old boys' club...i almost sent him flowers today to thank him.

December 16, 2008 at 9:09 PM

Blogger tangobaby said...

I wonder why most earthquakes seem to happen when it's early in the morning. The last two we had in SF were while everyone was still sleeping. When I'm that tired, I'm too lazy to get out of bed unless it was at least a 5.0. The other one was while I was trying to eat my sushi.

I think whoever plans earthquakes is rude.

I had a groping, hugging Uncle Fester. He's the only person that was a boss where I actually gave him a piece of my mind in no uncertain terms. He was shocked at my assessment of him, but my coworkers applauded me. I agree with you entirely. It's the difficult people (not just bosses, but ex-friends, lovers, family, etc.) who push us to examine our life paths and our beliefs.

I owe several people a huge debt of gratitude in that department. I'll just never be able to tell some of them.

Great post!

December 16, 2008 at 10:26 PM

Blogger Barb said...

Ah the proverbial silver lining in your cloud. I'm a glass half full kind of girl too, so it's nice to read such a positive spin on not such a positive situation. Thanks for this terrific post. Barb xo

BTW, my word verification is aduckeyp. Could this be a for ducks requiring medical attention????

December 16, 2008 at 11:28 PM

Blogger Relyn Lawson said...

I love the way you put it. Being more grateful to the monsters in our lives. Isn't it amazing how much a change in one part of our life can revitalize our entire self. I made a smaller change last year myself and it has made all the difference. I feel happy, excited, full of energy, at peace. All at once. I really appreciated reading about your experiences, and am so glad things are so good for you now.

December 19, 2008 at 1:13 AM

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