Light At The End Of The Tunnel

This past month and a half has been insane. Everything else was going great, except for my health. Went to different doctors, went for several tests, and they found NOTHING. Frustrating as it is, I'm actually feeling better. However, I still have to go to the clinic once a week to get my blood drawn. "Fun!" All I ever wanted was to know what was going on with me. They couldn't tell me, and that affected my mood a lot. Although I try to have this uplifted spirit in me, it was still hard trying to put this illness into the back of my mind.

But I'm feeling better. My appetite is back, soon enough I'll be back in the gym (hopefully), and when I get my blood drawn, I hope that I get some good results - meaning, that my red blood count goes up. It did the last time I got it drawn. FINALLY. After running on half a tank for the past month, I can use some fresh fuel.

And then because I feel better, I got reminded of the more beautiful things in life again. Wheeeeeee! No, seriously... REALLY BEAUTIFUL. Here, I'll show you what I mean...

I told you. But guess what? We don't look like that anymore... we chopped off almost all our hair. Well, I did, she got like 4 inches off.

Pretty cute couple we have here... LOL!

But anyway, I continue to get over whatever I have. And hopefully it all goes away before our joint recital. I hope it completely goes away before my juries. Ay~

Babble

If there was a drug that I can take to help me stop thinking too much, I'd take it. My friend told me that the drug is already available, and it is called "dope". Funny.

Someone suggested that I should go for counseling, and I thought it may be a good idea. Some people out there may think I'm crazy, but actually, lots of non-crazy people go for counseling all the time. Couples go for counseling, people who are having a tough time go for counseling, etc. Funny thing is, once I get in the room with a counselor, and he or she asks me, "So, what can I do for you?" I would probably say, "I want to stop thinking." But what the heck. It wouldn't be the first time if I went for counseling. And it helped last time, I don't see why it won't help me this time.

I tend to over-analyze. I just want to be able to control it. It is both a blessing and a curse.

My doctor still hasn't figured out what's wrong with me. But at least we already ruled out some other things that could have been terrible. I need to write out all the symptoms that I'm having, perhaps that would help her connect the dots.

So, yeah.

Touching The Heavens

I was in Virginia, Fairfax, for Christmas. I spent my Christmas away from home for the first time. I spent it with Caroline and her folks. It was a pleasant experience, and I'm looking forward to knowing her family more.

I received the most wonderful, perhaps the greatest, Christmas gift ever. Caroline knew about my fascination with airplanes. She knew that I've always wanted to fly one. So to let my dream come true, she got me a gift certificate to have an introductory flight lesson at the Heritage Flight Academy.

How was it?

AMAZING. I've always loved the sunrise and the sunset. I believe God's creativity is contained in those majestical sceneries. Being in the air, 2000 feet above ground, gave me an even more awe-inspiring view of the sunset. The pilot-in-command/instructor, Matt, was kind enough to let me stay in the air long enough to watch the sun sink into the horizon. I was lost for words. The sun never looked so beautiful. I was just having goosebumps all over my body. Matt gave me a lot of stick time, and he was guiding me the whole way. After we landed, he was encouraging me to start flying lessons with him. I'm thinking about how I can successfully do it. Because I want to get my pilot's license. And someday, own my own plane. Besides, I promised Caroline, I'd take her up with me.

January 1, 2009 - The day I flew. The day I touched the heavens. The first day of the new year was spent with a glorious activity. And how better to kick-off the New Year, by being sky high.

Since Caroline stayed in Fairfax for the New Year, I brought my sister up with me instead. So kudos to her for withstanding the flight without throwing up. Also grateful for all the pictures she took.

But above all... I love you so much, Caroline. Thank you for such a mindful, thoughtful, and wonderful gift.

*****

And to leave you guys with a pretty picture taken before all the snow has fallen down in my new home, Rochester, I found this picture of Caroline and I at Letchworth State Park during this past fall.