Raney the Role Model

​Since fourth grade I have run cross country and track, and I have cried plenty of times after a race. I really don’t know what was so exceptional about this meet….maybe it was the fact that I would never get to run a track meet in front of Raney again.

I didn’t know it at the time, but Raney was going to be moving back to Philadelphia the summer after my 7th grade year. She reached out to me in a way I can’t describe. Raney has empowered me and helped me to become who I am today.

​It was the city track meet, and I had just run my 1600m (1 mile) race. I was sobbing, I had a cramp the size of Timbuktu and I had tried as hard as I could…but it wasn’t enough. I hadn’t made finals and that thought alone made me want to punch a wall; I was so mad. I was walking off the brownish red, IUPUI track, and tears were streaming down my face. As I stumbled up the ramp to my teams’ tent, I saw my coach waiting for me. Raney walked towards me, and presented me with the biggest hug I could have asked for. I needed that hug like nothing else; I was so angry and disappointed in myself that all I wanted was a little praise. It was that little gesture that has changed me and I haven’t been the same ever since.

​What compelled Raney to hug me, I am not sure. I was hot, sweaty, and covered with tears. Yet she did. That simple hug from Raney brought me closer to her. Before that moment, she had just been another mom of a cross country runner, a coach to a certain extent. Then the next thing I knew, she was a role model to me. She had taken on the demeanor of someone that I could look up to and trust. Even though she now lives over 300 miles away, I know that I can still depend on Raney. The few times I have seen her since she left, she has been just as supportive and uplifting as when she was my coach. She is even considering being my Confirmation sponsor.

I have a hard time imagining why that hug changed me so drastically, but it did. Suddenly I wasn’t afraid to take a risk, or push myself to the limit. I think it may be because I finally realized that if I was ever overwhelmed or struggling, that someone would be there to help me through it. I believe that without that recognition, I wouldn’t have had the courage to do some of the things that I have done. I had the courage to shave my head, ask to be moved up a level in swim, and I even got a job. I learned that a little hug can go a long way, it can empower a person.

I hope someday that I will be able to inspire someone with such a simple action like my coach, Raney, inspired me. I have never doubted her strength or support. She will always be there for me and for that I will always be grateful. Without Raney I don’t think I would be running still, and that is something I simply cannot imagine.

My journey is not over yet, but hopefully with the knowledge that I have gained from role models like Raney; I will be able to make a success of my life. With high hopes I look ahead, with aspirations that do not have a limit. And to think…all of this is from a hug.

Sad

I've been working in my current department for nearly 2 years. I've been doing my current job for more than a year. I've been officially titled an "administrative assistant" for nearly 5 years, still at the same desk, doing none of the same work as when I was hired.

So today my manager came to me and told me I've been promoted. To the job I'm currently doing. To the position I currently hold.

Effective Monday, I'll be paid for doing the job I've been doing for over a year. I've worked my fingers & eyes out, compiled data, worked spreadsheets like there's an end of the world depending on it, sorted data, created forms, run queries, done things in databases I never knew was possible.

I've been praying for this. Praying that God would help the people in charge realize my value. Praying we'd be better able to make ends meet. Praying A LOT.

So now it's official. I'm so relieved all I want to do is sleep. And I've no one to tell.

It's just...sad.


Suz

Dear husband

Dear husband,

I adore you. I love you. You make our life in this house possible.

But your tv watching habits have got to go. Now.

Turn down the tv, or I will come downstairs and shove the remote into an inaccessible place you will greatly regret.

Sincerely,

Your-tired-wife-who-has-to get-up-for-work-in 5-hours-and-who-does-NOT-want-to-hear-the-tv-blaring-below-her-bed-anymore-tonight

My Very Weird Life

My life. It is probably weirder than a lot of peoples' combined. Then again, I'm a lot weirder than a lot of people combined. Come to think about it, my life reflects me. Its hectic and crazy and mind-boggling! Take this for example:
The other day I had very little homework and was bored out of my mind so I started cleaning. Cleaning! Of all of the other things I could have done I started cleaning!

That just proves to you how exceptionally insane I am!

So there you have it, another brilliant entry from the mind of Kelly H, yet as I am writing this I am becoming more and more increasingly aware that I am writing this on a day when I have no homework, so that tells you another thing. I write when I am bored. Great. Just great. I did start writing so that I could talk about how crazy my life has been, but it just turned out to be another classic rant.
I'm like one of those starving artists, but instead I'm an off-topic writer. That's nice way to put it. I am an off-topic writer.

Okay so now that I have forced you to read my rant, I am going to bid you goodbye.
Bye!

Twinsight

While in the car the other day, I overheard the chix talking. It was oddly enlightening.

"it's not like you're my twin."

"yeah, I know"

"it's like you're my best friend. Who makes me really mad. And just won't go away."


I'm not sure if I should be concerned, but it did make me laugh.