I’m not a golfer but can you please fix my leg anyway? Thanks.

Group of people at a Subaru rally walking and laughing
Moving forward with a good team in place, but #Ortho injuries leave a lot of time for thought.

A little under eight months ago, I tripped on my front steps and broke my ankle in three places, and my leg in one.

It should’ve been a really shitty six-to-eight-weeks, but instead, it’s morphed into nearly eight months of non-weight-bearing, six hospital stays, five surgeries, and a slew of doctors.

Through this odyssey, though, I’ve had a lot of time to ruminate, and I’ve noticed something intrinsic about traumatic, orthopedic injuries and how athletes – professional or otherwise – are perceived, as opposed to those who don’t identify thereas.

There’s an underlying attitude that the athlete’s limbs are more worthy of heroic actions, but not only is this untrue, it negates those people who identify simply as active.

Before my injury and subsequent issues due to poor surgical care, I literally ran every day at my job, from point A to point B, often carrying bulky objects. I drove all over creation for meetings and look-sees. I volunteered to jump up on high surfaces and to leap off, if needed. Work hard, play hard and all that jazz.

Some of that is going to need modification moving forward, and I need an appropriate level of support to do so – support to learn to drive again (a car, not a golf club), to excel at my job, to live a happy, active life that doesn’t bring with it professionals asking me to trade the Appalachian Trail for mah-jong.

Thankfully, I feel like I have the right team on my side now, and though the road ahead is still long, it’s much less overgrown with brambles and hubris than it was.

Still, it remains that I now enter appointments with a chip on my untoned shoulder that I didn’t have before; one that whispers “you are making this world turn too. Make sure they know that before you leave.”

Photo: Subaru of America, Inc. event, tailed by at least four politicians. And wearing a Subaru dress and heels, thank you very much. #patientsarepeople

Hilltown Families Hand-made Valentine Swap 2021!

Once again, we’ve thrown our crafty hats into the ring of the Hilltown Families Hand-made Valentine Swap!

This annual tradition charges local families in the hidden hamlets of western Massachusetts (the Hilltowns) with creating original Valentines and sending them to other families and individuals.

I’ve actually participated in the HFHVS several times, including before I had children, and each year we receive a wide array of greetings from people of all ages in exchange for our own offerings.

This year, our Valentines took on two forms: magic wands and heart flowers, which followed the same basic pattern. First, I bought sheets of heart-shaped labels from Avery (I used template 94603, but there were a few available sizes) and craft sticks, ribbon, foam hearts, and heart stickers from Amazon. We rounded-out the supply list with our own stash of sequins, beads, markers, glue, and paints.

From there, two labels stuck together over a craft stick created the base for any creation, and we were off to the races — making not just enough for each Hilltown family on our list, but also for family members, friends, and holiday decor around the homestead.

Heart-flower Valentines, the Tiktok tutorial!
Julia’s preferred design was magic wands with long strands of ribbon. Amazon tip: I bought 20 rolls of themed ribbon for $11 – brand name Vatin. I think I’m set on Valentine ribbon until 2025.
I made more flowers than wands, largely because layering the foam hearts as petals is very mentally soothing. We kept going with flowers and wands until all of the foam hearts were gone; a bag of 300 from Amazon was $8.
My favorite wand of Julia’s was her two-sided “Frankenstein Heart,” which had green stitches on one side and brains on the other. I’ll be sure to repost this next Blogtoberfest. 🧠
The stickers were $9 for 500; also all set on multi-design heart stickers until at least mid-decade.
I had fun with the sequins, too…🦩
Heart wands, the TikTok tutorial!

Many thanks to Hilltown Families founder, publisher, and editor Sienna Wildfield for spearheading one of my favorite activities of the year — one that creates connections that felt a little more important this year than they already had. ❤️

Just One More

If it’s just one meeting

or just one hour

Just one assignment

one committee

one fire;

Just one correction

weekend

or call

email

sacrifice

apex

and fall

If it’s just one more minute

or morsel to chew

If it’s just one more,

the machine is irrelevant

and the product is you.

Jcs/21