I went to see family in Chicago this weekend. (Not Chicago proper, about an hour south of the city). It was really a much needed trip. It was great to see my grandparents (who will turn 85 and 90 this summer), and the rest of the gang. "What are you going to do?" Nothing I told people. Absolutely nothing. Spend the day with my grandparents, the afternoon with my godfather in the bar, and then dinner with whomever shows up. It was exactly what I needed. 48 hours away from my life. Away from Springfield. Away from my apartment. Away from the cold. Away from work.
I had been in a bit of a rut. Just kind of going through the motions. Complacent. Status Quo. I've just been a bit unsettled. But things were brought back into focus recently. And my trip to Chicago solidified that. There was something special about sitting down to dinner with 20 family members last night to remind me that I have great family in Chicago (and Denver). And of course, great friends, from coast-to-coast, and sprinkled around the world. And while I do have good friends here, it's just not the same. And recently, that's what I miss the most. The people who I've known for ages, aren't here.
Anyway, just some recent thoughts.. I should clean up the kitchen now. I've cooked enough food (lentil soup, sweet potato samosas) to have wonderful dinners all week long.
I'm wrapping up pedi heme/oncology this week. I'm switching back to Adult-land after that, and will be in the Adult ER in April. I have really enjoyed my past 3 months in pediatrics, and it's going to be a bit of a transition back to adults...
Cheers,
Brian