Gabrielle Bisset

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Wishing Life Away

I've recently been thinking a lot more about how much I wish my workweek away since the death of one of my colleagues.  Only 60, she died of cancer last week.  I hadn't seen her in months and in fact, didn't know she had left work because of illness.  But the news hit me like a ton of bricks.  I'd known her since undergraduate school and then we attended the same grad school together.  She had returned to school at the age of 40, determined to get her degrees. She did and then proceeded to teach at the same school I did for a long time.

I don't know if hers was a life well lived, but I think it was.  I'm 43 now, and I can appreciate her returning to school at 40.  I've recently begun this journey as a writer, and while I'm pretty new to it as a published (or soon to be published) author, it's opened up a lot of areas to me just as her returning to college must have done for her.  There's the writing, which is the most enjoyable part; the submissions, which I can't lie haven't been bad since I only submitted one book to one publisher and they offered me a contract; the planning for marketing for when the book comes out, which I think could literally take over my day if I let it; and many other things, such as this blog and my website, that are involved in the journey. 

So often, I wish my Mondays through Fridays away because they're the days I do my "day job." When I was a child and I used to say I wish summer would come because it's always been my favorite time of year, my mother would caution me not to wish my life away.  I've been thinking of that for the past week since Sandi died, and I think I must make a concerted effort not to wish each day away because I get to enjoy my weekends writing.  Hopefully in doing so, I increase the possibility that my life is a life well lived.


Elizabeth Sharp said...

I had this moment when my grandmother in New York died. I'd always said someday I would go out there and meet her, but I guess I ran out of somedays... The key for me has to been to find what I can do in the moment and work on that. Weekends will come and go, and someday can be today. :D

Great blog post and good luck not wishing life away.

Gabrielle said...

Thanks Elizabeth. I think you're right. Finding what I can do in the moment is the key.


Lizzie's Blog said...

I am sorry your friend passed. We all deal with tragedy differently if you need to wish away your weeks right now then do so, they will start coming back to you when you are ready.

Gabrielle said...

Thanks Lizzie. :)

shah wharton said...

This really touched me Gabrielle. So very sorry about your friend. Hope she'd had a good life. And you're right, its amazing how much we do wish or waste our live away. Thanks for sharing this experience with us - its good to take stock and loss certainly enables that.


Pamela Mason said...

How true.
I am in the sandwich generation, where my kids are teens not ready to fly off yet, but our parents are regressing with Alzheimer's and old age (in their 80's). I see a poignancy in my parents, where they cling to each visit, phone call, and occasion. My mil with Alzheimer's doesn't know us any longer, but she lived a long happy life, and now has no regrets or grudges. Every day's a new day for her.
I'll be more careful to not wish my life away too. Lovely blog! Thanks for visiting mine and following. I reciprocated. Can't wait to see you pub'd!

Ing said...

Gabrielle I'm sorry about your friend. It's always hard losing a loved one. Things like this always put things into perspective. Good for her for going back to college at 40. She sounded like a very admirable person.