Monday, August 30, 2010

41.5%

According to my Circle of Freedom (similar to the Donut thing - but not quite), we are 41.5% finished with  deployment.

As of this very minute, this is how long Rich has been gone:

20.34 Weeks

142.40 Days

3,417.53 Hours

205,051.61 Minutes

12,303,097 Seconds

 
I have a similar calculation in my Circle that tells me same information of our time remaining. I don't look at it often, certainly not every day, but I know it's there. I found that I don't necessarily need a calculation to tell me how long it's been since I've seen my husband - my heart keeps accurate enough record of that for me.
 
I catnap at night. Is this normal... or is it just me? I fall asleep fast and heavy for about 1 1/2 hours...then I take short naps until the sun comes up. I haven't slept solid in 142 days. At night my mind wanders around aimlessly...from Afghanistan to home and every place in between. I worry think about my health, my job and whether or I should get highlights for Fall or not. I'm not anxious...I don't let "worrying" consume me...I just think too much! My brain is exhausted...literally! It feels tired!
 
 
Peace, Love & a Restful Night to All!
 
 

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Career Fairs UnWrapped...

Human Resources...a job that is envied by many because it looks 'so fun'. While it can be challenging at times and interesting at other times - 'fun' and 'cool' are not necessarily words that describe the world of HR in any field.

One function of HR that I have had the pleasure and burden of carrying is Recruiting and the dreaded (bleck) Career Fair duty. The worst time to attend is when you've just laided off a large amount of people because of Goverment budget cuts and we HAVE to go to the career fair and put on a great corporate citizen act! Now, I've supported many a-career fair in my lengthy career and have had some great times doing so.  It also helps to attend career fairs with interesting people that can pick up on the your queue of "help me please...this guys just won't leave" and will make up an excuse to get me out of there.

In today's job market career fairs are pointless. Yes, I said that! Companies are NOT doing a great deal of hiring and may only have a handful of openings. For the next few moments I want to 'unwrap' the lure of the Career Fair world and hopefully save you a few step along your job hunting road:

1. Attending career fairs is part of the companies annual recruiting plan. Most companies pay for these events at the beginning of the year and we go whether we have any jobs opens or not. We are collecting resumes. Don't assume that because a company is participating that they have openings.
2. You will (typically) not be interviewed at a career far. We are there to promote our company, fulfil our recruiting obligations, and take your resume if you bring one. We may talk for a few minutes but we are gauging your work experience and your personality. If we like you, we may remember you.
3. Giving your resume at a career fair does not - I repeat - does not 'apply' you for a job. We take it, look at it and it may not be looked at again.
4. 95% of companies have an online applicant system -  you must apply on line! Some systems are complicated and you may get frustrated but it is the ONLY way to be considered a viable candidate. NO, giving us your resume does not 'get you in the system'.
5. Before going to a career fair DO YOUR HOMEWORK! Look at the company listing, go online and see what jobs are actually open. Identify only the companies that have opening that fit your background - don't just open the net and throw your resume to every company.
6. Do NOT walk up to a company and say "What do ya'll do"? You should effing KNOW this! No points for you!
7. Please, please, please dress appropriate! Ladies - no hooker shoes, mini-skirts, low-cut or bare shoulder/halter top/spaghetti strap/ill-fitting shirts. Please... do something with your hair that does not look like you've just climbed out of bed. We will make fun of you once you walk away otherwise! Guys - please don't dress in shorts and t-shirts, a 3-pc suit is not necessary. Think business casual and a hair cut.
8. Tic-tac! Deodorant!
9. Do not walk up an give me your resume without saying a word...just stand there. I will smile at you and be screaming "dumb ass say something" in my head. Look me in the eye and open your mouth and introduce yourself and tell me what you are looking for.
10. When I ask "What kind of job are you looking for?"...DO NOT say "ANYTHING". So sorry - we don't have a job titled 'Anything'. Don't say "Whatever you have" or "a Job". Dumb ass - you should already know what kind of job you want and be able to tell me what that is and why you feel you qualify for it.
11. Do not walk up to a company as ask "What openings do you have?" or "What are ya'll looking for?" I'm going to ask you.."What are YOU Looking for"? First of all..you haven't even bothered to look at any openings we may have - I'm not about to run down the laundry list. Thank you - please move along because there are literally 20 people waiting in line behind you.
12. Please - by all things Holy...Do NOT name-drop! We cringe when you open your mouth and start dropping names of our Executives and management staff. We could care less if you go to church with so & so, and the fact that your little Timmy is on the soccer team with our CFO's little nephew means nothing other than you are a complete idiot who can't get a job on your own merit. The last time I checked...we aren't hiring idiots!
13. Please know that the fact that you went through college..AS, BS and MBA without working a single day in your life - working as a research assistant and lab technician in the Science lab - is not impressive and will not qualify you for a job in the real world. Think co-op or internships....hell, even Target pushing buggies.
14. Get your date of birth, spouses name, year you graduated high school, every job you've held for the past 20 -25 years, off of your resume! And don't give your resume in a binder, a folder, or one of those neat folders that say "resume" on it. We take our your resume and throw away or reuse the binders and folders. You've wasted your money and does not make you stand out. That is up to YOU!
15. Don't be a pompous ass and think that your vast experience gives you the right to be a pompous ass to me. Trust me...your resume will never be seen again once I leave that career fair!
16. For those of you getting out of are recently separated for the Military... listen up! I completely respect that you led missions and troops and coordinated activities. But you HAVE to be able to tell me what kind of job YOU want and how your skills can transfer to the civilian job market. And nooo.....you can't all be managers or business analyst. If you don't know what you can do, then how can I? if you are in the Armed Forces and think at any point in time that you will need a civilian job...please further your education if you can!

Your best option if you are in the job-hunting market? Go online and apply!
Okay..I think that's all! Question?

Sunday, August 22, 2010

A Saturday to Remember...

It was only a couple of weeks ago that my Son got married....since I didn't have the opportunity to "do the wedding" thing,  I was given the honor to host a post-wedding reception/shower. With help from a a couple of friends and my daughter, we pulled off an amazing evening to celebrate Josh & Johanna's marriage with approximately 50 friends and family.

 My wonderful friends, The Whittens, took amazing pictures ...

The Wedding cake! Lemon with Blueberry filling & Meringue Buttercream Icing...so yummy!

(It was my first attempt at the icing..pretty good, huh? I've made several wedding cakes in the past..but this was by far the best tasting)!

Some of the food table...the food was wonderful (if I do say so myself). Shout out to Leigh Ann & Aimee for helping me 'throwdown' on the food!!


Josh & Johanna...

Me, Josh and Kelley
















Me, Josh and Kelley. I'm very proud of the wonderful people my children have grown to be! (I love you both so much)




Oh, I was thrilled that my bloggy-friend, Lacey (Long Distance Love) drove up to meet me and share in the celebration!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

While You're Away...

There is just an emptiness that can't be filled
While he's gone.
My words have run a-ground...
I just can't get them to come out.
I even bore myself.
4 months in...38.3% finished.
Halfway to R&R..
Days move on, one at a time
24 hours at a time.
I'm 44..
Proof that big girls cry.
"Old" girls ~ we cry for our husbands too.
It's not just a young man's game.
My days are speechless it seems,
From 8-5 I am invisible.
The other 15 hours I am..
?
?




Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Is it Really Better Than A Sharp Stick in the Eye?

I've heard often that anything is better than a sharp stick in the eye (my husband's words). As I sit here and reflect over my work day, I'm not so sure the stick would be as painful. Day in and day out I sit..in my office (amazing view), answer a few phone calls, respond to a couple of emails, and sit. Nothing more. On a good day I may get a "hello" or have a good evening" from co-workers as they pass by - it's never sincere and hardly personal. And it's not that I am not well-liked...I'm sure that I am - there's just no chemistry really.

My first year at the "company" was slamming busy and I was in total love with it all. At the top of my game and rockin'!

The next year (last yr) my world came to an abrupt halt when my father had a heart attack. I balanced sitting vigil and helping out my Mom, while balancing the shutdown of 3/4 of my job (plant closure) and the loss of 140 employees through RIF. My co-workers were supportive and caring through both life-changing events! (Closing a plant and laying-off employees is devastating when you work in HR).

Then came the deaths of my parents...out of 14 co-workers, not one came to the funeral, sent flowers, a fruit basket or a bundt cake. No text, phone messages or smoke signals. I returned to work 2 weeks later. I mentioned to a co-worker that I was disappointed that no one acknowledged that time of grief...I got a bouquet of flowers and a plant delivered that same afternoon. I threw the flowers in the garbage before leaving to go home. It was a painful reminder that I just don't fit. (A month prior another co-worker had experienced a tragic death in her family..my goodness - we collected money, provided meals, flowers, wrote cards...). That one huge lack of action from my department/company has left a mark on my heart and will stay with me for a long, long time.

Several times I have thought of updating my resume and moving along. In reality, the stability in income, benefits, flexibility, and FMLA keep me holding on. FMLA? Yes, with Rich deployed I need to stay put for the FMLA should I need it. (FYI - you have to work a minimum of 1 year with a company to be eligible for FMLA; which now covers Military-related issues. Starting over with a new company would put me back at ground-zero with FMLA and IF anything happens during or after deployment where I need to care for my husband, my job is protected). In our industry and with the instability of employment right now; it's almost foolish to voluntarily leave a company unless there is a golden guarantee at the end of that choice.

Changing career paths has been a major dream for me this year. The path I'd like would require me to cut my work hours, and return to college (ick).  The work thing I just CANNOT do right now and, plus, I hate the thought of going back to school.

7 months later I am still a ship sailing alone in this work ocean. I'm bored, disconnected, unchallenged, disillusioned, disappointed, and demotivated. That's just for starters! I'm aware that in a few months things will change and I will be busy again; that this 'lull' will pass. It's just painful being in this holding pattern!!

{{{Sigh}}}

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sunday....the LONGEST day of my whole week. I've said it a few times - and it's always the same....I hate Sundays without my husband!

On Sunday's he usually leaves work early to get laundry done or just to relax. So, I wait for him to hopefully) come on Skype or FB...I wait...and wait.... and wait....

Deployment - UGH!

Friday, August 13, 2010

Flashback Friday!

After feeling a teensy-bit upset yesterday....(BTW..the reception venue remains at MY house), I wanted to celebrate today by flashing-back in time!

13 years ago! We were so young!

We've come a LONG WAY Baby!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Always the Bridesmaid....

Well...maybe not the Bridesmaid...but I have come to the realization that I will never be the Mother of the Bride or the Groom. They'll never be wedding planning, bridal showers, invitations to send/guest list to create, a reception to organize, a wedding or rehearsal dinner to fund or a "mother's" dress to wear as I'm escorted down the aisle. A traditional wedding for my children was not in my destiny as a Mother.

Two years ago Kelley & Beau eloped in Fresno, CA and chose not to follow-up with a reception once coming back home. At 8:45am this morning Joshua & Johanna were married in nice civil ceremony in the lobby of the local courthouse.  They are thinking about a reception and will let me know what they decide.

 It's only my selfishness and pride that makes my heart a bit sad that I will never get the chance 'do the wedding thing' for them (and for me). I've always envisioned what their weddings would be like, what I hoped they'd be like...right down to pictures. There are no wedding pictures to hang on my wall.

Through both ceremonies, I know that I have gained wonderful, loving spouses for my children. Josh & Kelley are loved, adored, and respected by Johanna and Beau - what more could I ask for? Each couple truly fit...like puzzles pieces ... and have chosen to marry in the way that they wanted.

Kelley told me last night that I didn't raise she and Josh to be traditional. It had always been me and them against the World - I raised them alone even when I floated from one failed relationship to another, working several jobs at a time and encouraged them to be their own person. They are able to think for themselves and are both so much stronger than they realize sometimes. It breaks my heart to know that I failed them in so many ways (denying them 'traditional' is only ONE way) and it bit me in the ass! :o)

In no way do I disapprove of my childrens' way of getting married - I am very proud of them! They are just as married as they would be with a full blown event! Their vows are the same promises their Grandparents took, that their Dad & I took, that one day their children will take. I am happy for them and grateful to them for giving me a wonderful daughter-in-law and son-in-law!

So....today I celebrate and welcome my daughter-in-law, Johanna to our family!


Sunday, August 8, 2010

Whew!!!

So, I got to Skype with Rich! I told him that our son is getting MARRIED!

We didn't see that coming!

We don't know details yet! The Mr & future Mrs. will come over tomorrow night to talk. Rich will Skype in for the conversation.

A-N-T-I-C-I-P-A-T-I-O-N.....

One thing I dislike 
about deployment is 
 that when I 
 WANT/NEED
to tell my husband something of vital importance...
and I'm getting ready to bust a seam.....
I CAN'T!

I have HOURS to wait until
I hopefully get a
Phone Call!
(omg...omg...omg..omg.....This IS BIG/HUGE/GINORMOUS NEWS)

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Thursday's Reflection...

I found this song through a FB friend (thanks for sharing it)! I'm praying my way through Stage 4 as it related to my Parents - I've raged, cried and vented to God...He's listened and is answering me in His way.

I wish I could've said Goodbye!


Love, Peace & more Love & Peace!

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Stage 4

4. "DEPRESSION", REFLECTION, LONELINESS-

Just when your friends may think you should be getting on with your life, a long period of sad reflection will likely overtake you. This is a normal stage of grief, so do not be "talked out of it" by well-meaning outsiders. Encouragement from others is not helpful to you during this stage of grieving.

During this time, you finally realize the true magnitude of your loss, and it depresses you. You may isolate yourself on purpose, reflect on things you did with your lost one, and focus on memories of the past. You may sense feelings of emptiness or despair.

I'm not sure when I entered this Stage of Grief..but I know when I realized it existed and I was in it. Before that moment of clarity I was been successful in just "ignoring" that Mom & Dad were gone and that my husband was deployed. I allowed my mind to click into auto-pilot and just 'get through' the days and nights. I pretended a lot that all three were traveling/vacationing/working.

Kelley & I took a trip back down South recently to visit extended family. It wasn't the crying-sad trip that my first visit turned in to...this one was more...pleasant with an agenda. Somewhere along the way, among boiled peanuts and white acre peas; among the memories of that little town...I began feverishly pointing out things that I wanted Kelley to know - so I didn't forget. "There's the house where your Grandaddy took piano lessons when he was a little boy. Right there, that's where the cotton mill was that your Papa worked - where he was injured one time and almost died. See that place? That's where my Uncles had a mechanic shop one time and across the street - that used to be a Jr. Food store where my Aunt worked. We used to get slushies there. There's the hospital where your Aunt Rhonda and I were born. That patch of land there, is where you my grandparents had a house...and up the road - another spot where another house stood; the one they lived in when my grandaddy died. There's the house my grandmama moved into after grandaddy died.....there's the little place my papa used to take us for ice cream...The stories spilled out in a desperate attempt to hold on to memories I had been told, and some that I remember. If I forgot them - would I forget those I loved and lost? My aunt gave me cornmeal to take home. You just can't get this kind of cornmeal anywhere - the same with the white acre peas. They are a treasure from the South and I always feel like the goose that laid the golden egg when I have them!

I realized on the way home that I had no idea what to do with the cornmeal. Did I have the kind you bake or the kind you fry? I didn't ask my aunt. And the peas my Mother always brought back from her trips and cooked up for us... I don't know to cook them. I think she added a little oil - but I can't be sure. It was then that I realized I couldn't call her and ask her. She wasn't there to walk me through fried cornbread. I would never again be able to pick up the phone and tell Daddy about me & Kelley having breakfast with one of his classmates. They were gone and were never coming back. They would be gone for the rest of my life. Stage 4.

In bed that night I lay on my side of the bed. The reality finally registered that this was how my every night would be for the next 250+ days...it hit hard. I would feel this way every single night until my husband returned (then the sorrow of 'what if"). Being on auto-pilot had shielded me from the realization of loneliness - now the wound of honesty was open and bleeding. No matter how much I wanted and prayed - my husband would be gone until time to return. Stage 4.

I've cried many tears since returning from my trip to South Alabama and memory lane. I can't pretend anymore..this is how my life will be until....

It's difficult for others to understand the grief of losing both parents at the same time. Friends and family tend to freeze and change the subject when I bring up a memory or mention my parents. There's no release from the grief when I can't feel like I can talk through the emotions. It makes for a very sad and lonely existence. Then you add the layer of deployment on top - that adds to the distance from others because they don't "get" it. They also don't get that in 7 months I have lost and/or been separated from 3 of the most significant emotional support pillars in my life.

Right now I feel very fragile and 'not' strong in emotion or spirit. I miss the part of grief when I was on auto-pilot and just going through the physical motions without the emotions.

I hear there's Stage 5 coming at some point. Please, God...make Stage 4 go away!

The Dark Days

I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace