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Holiday Letter 2013

My Holiday Letter for 2013.  For those that I didn’t have your address I’m sorry you’re not receiving this in a Christmas card.  I didn’t have the opportunity to seek, find, and address cards to everyone (if you want me to have your address, pm or email it to me); I was extremely fortunate to get cards out this year to those that received them. :-)

I hope that everyone has a WONDERFUL Christmas and New Year!!  I appreciated each and everyone of you.

Holiday Letter: from the desk of Eleisha March:

This year has been full of changes and readjustments.  The New Year 2013 brought me to my final semester of RN

Graduation May 2013

Graduation May 2013

Nursing School, and graduation in May.  This was the culmination of a crazy two years of my life, I found myself with a lot of time on my hands and not really sure what to do with myself…I had lived, breathed, and basically ate nursing school for two years and all of a sudden it was over.

I started working at our local hospital in March as a CNA to learn the system, and then after graduation I took a position as a Registered Nurse (RN) on the floor.  Not to be idle, I took a part time job in August with a local Home-Health agency, which allows me to learn wound care and keep up with venous puncture.  This month (Dec), I started to cross train in the Emergency Room at the hospital.

In July I sold my house I built in 2004 to my brother and his family, they had lived with me since 2009 when they returned from Ireland.  This allowed me freedom to listen to my gypsy blood and have mobility, and made it possible for them to all have their own bedrooms and a house to call their own.

In August, I packed my backpack again and went back to school – crazy I know.  I am currently attending Central Methodist University to complete my BSN.  I hope to be completed with this in May 2015.

The end of November and first of December consisted of me being on stage.  I held a role in our church’s annual dinner theater, a nine night production.  I was the horrid sister that no one liked, Aunt Hilda, in the play Accommodations.

After graduation, in May, I ran off for nine days to Washington State to visit my friend (Jen), relax, and enjoy some time away ~ something I had not done in two years.  I spent time in Wenatchee, Stehekin, and on Whidbey Island (where I was able to visit my Uncle Paul).  Stehekin is a little town that you can access only by boat, plane, or hiking; it has a post office and a bakery…if you want time away from everything to relax this is the place to go.  Washington is a great, beautiful state and it was exactly what the doctor ordered.

Lady of the Lake II, Lake Chelan

Lady of the Lake II, Lake Chelan

Lake Chelan

Lake Chelan

Wenatchee, WA

Wenatchee, WA

 

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

Eleisha

Living in a shadow…

When I was younger I cast a shadow…only because I was built like the Green Giant and was head and shoulders taller than everyone.  Stuck out like a green giant too…had red hair that was wild on a good day, and like Bozo the clown on the other days.  The Bozo days out numbered the good days more often than naught.  I didn’t quite fit in to the petite blond crowd or the perky brunettes.  It was me, floating between all the different groups of kids not really having a place to fit.  I was the odd block that didn’t fit into any of the shaped holes on the game board.

Do you ever feel like no matter what you do, how much you accomplish, or what happens that it’s never going to be enough.  Because you turn around and do something stupid, say the wrong thing, post something on public media, or just ‘be yourself’ in a world where you can’t compete with the shadows around you?

Life is crazy is it not.  We all trudge through it, doing the day to day.  We make mistakes, some bigger than others and some we can’t seem to get away from…but we all make them.  We do our best to have a relationship with our Creator, sometimes failing miserably.  We lose track of time and what has happened, to realize that life has passed us by and we’re standing on the curb with rubbage at our feet, not knowing how we got to that point.

Life is short.  There is so much craziness going on in the world today.  One minute we have loved ones and friends there and the next they are gone.  Sometimes we don’t get to say goodbye, or we say goodbye but not with words that we really want to say.  We fail to tell those around us how we truly feel.  We are in relationships and have friendships that change overnight…sometimes you realize they are more than a friend, and other times you realize they were not a friend at all.

I don’t think people realize they cast shadows.  Some try to cast shadows and only succeed at creating a pall over the area, and it makes everything grey.  Others shadows are cast because they are ‘perfect’ people and others cast their shadows for them by building them up and proclaiming their perfectness.  Individuals bask in their created shadow, some live humbly and try to disclaim their shadow.  But there are shadows non-the-less.

I want to be me.  Living in my crazy, imperfect world.  Not taking anything for granted, because if we blink it could be gone.  I want to break away from the pall of perfection, and give up on trying to live up to the shadows in my life.  I will never measure up to any shadow but my own.  And it’s up to me to make sure that it’s worth casting.  I have made some crazy mistakes in my life, but there is a part of me deep down that would never change them.  I’ve wasted several years of my life on a pipe dream, making a part of my shadow not worth much.  I want to be the best I can.

To be the best I need to find the one shadow that is the same for all…it was cast first in a manger scene by a bright star shining down.  Then again it was cast across a hill by the full moon.  The shadow of a Savior.  I fail daily to uphold my end of this shadow…but if I get this right, then I will succeed in making my own shadow worth viewing.  This is the only shadow worth living in…or comparing oneself to.  The only shadow the truly matters.

Later…ERM