So I haven't updated much, recently.
Mostly it comes down to one thing. I'm tired. I went from having no host site at my Americorps position to having two of them. In both, I'm actively tutoring high school students, the majority of whom don't really want to be there.
There's some good things about working in both places. This is useful, needed work, and I am really helping a couple of these kids out. But when I'm working from 8:30 to 6:00 Monday through Thursday, and doing either training or extra volunteer work on Fridays, well, there's not much brain space left over. Yuletide fic has just been written, but that's about it in terms of extra fannish energy.
And then there's the other bit. I mentioned about a month or so ago that my father was going in for testing on a tumor in his bladder. The tests have come back, and it is a malignant cancer, that has thankfully not spread outside his urinary system. But he's not in the best condition right now, and after Christmas, he will be starting Chemo. I'm doing good if I don't start crying when I tell people this in person. The latest we've heard from the doctors is still positive, because it is a highly treatable form of cancer and it doesn't look like it has metastasized, but still. This is not the greatest of news.
I did have a good bit of decompression over the weekend, at a young adult retreat through my diocese which offered me a lot of support and gave me the safe space to process a lot of this. Between that community and the family church community, there's a lot of support and help that has been really needed, and really present, and I am so very grateful.
Mostly it comes down to one thing. I'm tired. I went from having no host site at my Americorps position to having two of them. In both, I'm actively tutoring high school students, the majority of whom don't really want to be there.
There's some good things about working in both places. This is useful, needed work, and I am really helping a couple of these kids out. But when I'm working from 8:30 to 6:00 Monday through Thursday, and doing either training or extra volunteer work on Fridays, well, there's not much brain space left over. Yuletide fic has just been written, but that's about it in terms of extra fannish energy.
And then there's the other bit. I mentioned about a month or so ago that my father was going in for testing on a tumor in his bladder. The tests have come back, and it is a malignant cancer, that has thankfully not spread outside his urinary system. But he's not in the best condition right now, and after Christmas, he will be starting Chemo. I'm doing good if I don't start crying when I tell people this in person. The latest we've heard from the doctors is still positive, because it is a highly treatable form of cancer and it doesn't look like it has metastasized, but still. This is not the greatest of news.
I did have a good bit of decompression over the weekend, at a young adult retreat through my diocese which offered me a lot of support and gave me the safe space to process a lot of this. Between that community and the family church community, there's a lot of support and help that has been really needed, and really present, and I am so very grateful.