Back on November 23rd, I wrote a very brief statement letting you all know that I was planning to take a temporary hiatus from blogging. My, has time gone by rather quickly since then! I have certainly taken a lot more time off than I had originally planned, but I hope to start blogging again soon (I’ve actually gotten motivation for my next blog entry). My decision to take a break had to do with some events and stress that were happening in my life at that time.
A lot has changed since my last post back then. The biggest change is that after being unemployed for over nine months, I finally landed a pretty awesome job that I never thought I would get. Not only does my job pay well and open doors to future opportunities, it also has decent benefits and it scores a 100% on the LGBT Human Rights Campaign Employment Index. While I am not currently out to anyone at work, it feels great to know that I am protected from being fired because I am gay and know that if I meet someone that my partner can be covered under my insurance plan. I have also become a state regional leader for the Pennsylvania chapter of Marriage Equality, USA, which advocates for the rights of the LGBTQ community.
While my new job, attending college full-time with honors and being a leader for ME4PA have consumed a significant amount of my time and have been great steps forward, my choice to step away from blogging for some time wasn’t all sweet.
On the early morning of November 23, when I posted my entry about a temporary hiatus, I was laying in the bed in a hotel near Baltimore, Maryland knowing what I was bracing for later that day. Several days before, I awoke to my mother sitting on the edge of my bed. “There’s been an accident,” she began. My 83-year-old grandfather had fallen and his injury was going to require surgery. His surgery didn’t go as planned and his life was in limbo over the next week. Shortly after midnight on November 24, my grandpa drew his final breath.
In my life, I have been fortunate enough to have not had too much experience dealing with the emotion of grief. I knew I would eventually have to prepare for my grandfather’s death, I just irrationally hoped it would never happen. Over the week when my grandpa’s life was in the balance, and the time between his death and memorial service, I became fairly depressed. I ended up taking a break from school and I lost interest in a lot of the things I enjoyed, particularly writing. I know that I am not back to being my normal self yet, but each day seems to make me feel a little more normal again.
I would like to express my gratitude for all of you that commented and sent me emails about my absence from blogging. It really means a lot to me knowing I have support not only from my friends and family, but also from the friends I have met through this blogging experience. I look forward to continuing to educate others and myself on the important issues that we are all faced with.