The first day of October started out dreary, foggy, but pleasantly warm for autumn in Upstate New York. To help get the month off to an exciting “bang,” I had my first ever Family Court appearance this morning and I had to attend it without my lawyer. Apparently, she never received the court paperwork and was, in fact, out of town. Thankfully, it was just a preliminary meeting to set up the future hearing date and I spent a whopping five whole minutes in the courtroom, but I still think I was rather “rawr!” for going alone!
Considering how stressed I’d been over the appearance (especially since I only learn yesterday my lawyer was out of town) it was a welcome relief that it turned out to not be a big deal. After the court appearance, I met my mother for breakfast at the little diner next to where I was having my car inspected. I ordered my usual French toast, but instead of taking half it home as I usually do, I wolfed it all down as though I hadn’t eaten in days! After the stress of the past few days, I’m surprised I didn’t eat my plate too!
Thankfully, my car passed inspection without any issues and I drove home praising it for being such a nice little Toyota Matrix. Once home, I did some college work, but when I started having trouble staying awake, I realized a nap was in order. Apparently, all the recent anticipation and anxiety wore my body out and it needed a recharge. Two hours of being dead to the world later, I woke refreshed and ready to tackle more college work!
I took my usual college work break to walk Jazzmin and our jaunt up the farmer’s road was quite lovely today. The sun had finally come out, there was a nice breeze, and the trees were changing in a wash of yellow, orange, red and burgundy. As I walked, my mind was going a thousand miles a minute thinking of all the possible blog post topics I could explore this month.
You see, I’ve decided to make October one of my “post every day” months. It seems a bit crazy to me to do that, especially when I’ll be busy finishing my last three weeks in this college term, but October is a significant month for me and I refuse to sleepwalk through it just wishing it would end. On October 21st, it will have been 5 years since my father died, and while that doesn’t seem possible, denying the truth has never changed it. My father wouldn’t want me to muddle mindlessly through this month; he’d want me to honor his spirit by doing one of the things he always encouraged me to do: write! So it is with an eager, determined, and uplifted heart that I say, “Alright, October, let’s do this!”