{"id":1443,"date":"2011-09-04T01:08:52","date_gmt":"2011-09-04T05:08:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/giveneyestosee.com\/blog\/?p=1443"},"modified":"2011-09-04T01:08:52","modified_gmt":"2011-09-04T05:08:52","slug":"deja-vu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/giveneyestosee.com\/blog\/2011\/09\/deja-vu\/","title":{"rendered":"D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have this weird quasi D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu feeling this weekend. I think it&#8217;s because it was Memorial Day Weekend when this whole &#8220;hysterectomy&#8221; adventure started. I left work that Friday, starting hurting and spent the weekend progressively more and more in agony until I finally wound up in the ER that Sunday late afternoon.<\/p>\n<p>Now here it is <I>Labor Day<\/i> Weekend and I have this strange, unsettled feeling in the center of my chest. I&#8217;m sure it&#8217;s just that it&#8217;s reminding me of where this all began and it&#8217;s making me reflective toward what a long journey it&#8217;s been so far &#8211; and how it seems like I still have so much further to go before it&#8217;s done.<\/p>\n<p>From May&#8217;s holiday to September&#8217;s my life has gone in directions I never could have foreseen &#8211; both for good AND bad. I&#8217;ve dealt with challenges I didn&#8217;t know I could and I&#8217;ve learned to become an advocate for my own health and well-being. I&#8217;ve also enjoyed the amazing kindness of so many.<\/p>\n<p>I have to admit though, that most evenings, as the day winds down and things get quieter, my mind goes to darker places lately. I get a deep sadness in me most nights and by the time I go to bed, I&#8217;m really quite down. It feels like this huge and massive weight pushing on me. By morning, I feel better and I go about my day as normal&#8230;until evening comes on once again.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s weird, this nighttime depression I seem to be experiencing. I&#8217;m not really sure the cause or the reasoning behind it, but it lends itself towards melancholy. I try to leave such sadness and sorrow to myself and don&#8217;t express it, but it comes right back on, night after night, like an unwelcomed visitor.<\/p>\n<p>And so at 1am you get these kind of reflective and sad entries from me where my mind spins a little off-kilter and I reflect on where I&#8217;ve been, where I am and where I am yet to go. Seems the dark hours of the night bring out the darker corners of my soul these days and leaves me to settle in there for a time.<\/p>\n<p>In any case, this holiday weekend just feels especially weird to me and makes me even more contemplative of what a long, strange summer this has been. I found myself trying to get ready for bed but unable to sleep without at least <I>attempting<\/i> to put some of this emotion down in words and possibly free myself a little from it&#8217;s grip. I feel weary under it&#8217;s weight and I often hope that by writing some of it down, I can unburden myself a little of it&#8217;s weight.<\/p>\n<p>My wish for anyone reading this is that your weekend has a few less dark corners and a lot less sorrowful burden than mine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have this weird quasi D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu feeling this weekend. I think it&#8217;s because it was Memorial Day Weekend when this whole &#8220;hysterectomy&#8221; adventure started. I left work that Friday, starting hurting and spent the weekend progressively more and more in agony until I finally wound up in the ER that Sunday late afternoon. 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