Well, there was a massive ice storm Thursday and Friday. There were only 250 at the viewing and a mere 650 at the funeral. Honestly, I was relieved. If as many people came as we expected... well, I'm just glad they didn't.
And now it's Christmas. I don't even want to think about it. If I didn't have a son that was requesting a remote controle pickup truck, I would totally skip it. Just another day. Better yet, a day that we celebrated by sleeping all day. No meal. No family gat
Finally. It is over. Mom passed away yesterday at 2:00. Half of the family was there. We got there twenty minutes too late. But that's okay. She went peacefully, they said. Just stopped breathing.
She looks so different. A stranger. Mom weighed about 220lbs. This person is probably no more than 100lbs. So pale. So weak.
The veiwing is Thursday and funeral on Friday. There will probably be about a 1,000 people coming. I wish I didn't have to go.
I wasn't at Mom's bedside today. I was at our house, cleaning and decorating, pretending that nothing was wrong. I wish I could skip Christmas this year. I'm just not in the mood to deck the halls and ring those bells. I would, however, like to sit in a very dark room and drink vodka.
My brother-in-law, Joe, is such an ass. He is dragging my sister-in-law off to some remote part of the US to help start a church. His church asked him to be part of the group that is going before they realized how sick mom was. The told him that he could back out, but no, he insists that they are going. "If you are not willing to forsake everything to follow the Lord, then you are not fit for the kingdom of heaven."
His wife is mom's oldest daughter. She asked mom how she would feel if
Five year old kids can drive you crazy. They say the worst possible thing at the worst possible time. They mess up the house. They puke in the middle of the night. They tell their school teacher that you say bad words some times. They make up stupid jokes. They think dandelions are more beautiful than orchids. They are unpretentious and bring unequaled joy into my life.
I was sad today. My husband's family is talking about bringing Mom home to die. Loren and I were lost in thought
The more that I think about it, the more it seems that everyone's life around me really, really sucks right now.
I have a friend who is twenty-two years old and is losing his eyesight. He is getting married in January and at the rate he's going, probably won't be able to see his bride. Nobody can figure out what's going on. The did a scan for tumors, there is no tumor. They did a battery of other tests - nothing. Twenty-two years old.
And he's a great kid. Hard worker. Great sense
The in-laws have always been kinda intimidating to me. Loren's mom and dad are firm believers in doing things the natural way. Using butter instead of margarine, feverfew instead of pain killers, no deoderant, and all that kink of things has been their way of life for over twenty-five years. They run an herb shop out of their home and have helped many sick people heal their bodies through nutrition. As far as I'm concerned, when it comes to health, they have got a pretty good advantage over
Sorry, I feel like I was whining. We are who we make ourselves and we can't blame our crappy lives on our mommies and daddies. We can only pick ourselves up make something good out of our lives. Life drops a pile of poop on our heads, it's up to us to plant the friggin roses.
I am starting this blog as an anonymous sketch of my life. I am a mother of three kids and probably the only time I will have to write is late late at night when my baby girl wakes me up and I can't get back to sleep, which is actually something that happens pretty regularly.
Right now my life is quietly crazy. Very ordinary. Very human.
First of all, myself. I'm 25, 167 pounds, an ex-blond, married with three kids. I got married when I was 18. Came home from a two week honey-moon when
