tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141439992024-03-07T10:34:57.202-08:00If I Could Write a Book...<center>I've been told that I need to write a book and have it made into a movie. I joyfully tell people that it's more worthy of a Mini-Series. <br>
Welcome to my world.</center>Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.comBlogger430125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-49569520543737293702024-02-06T13:22:00.000-08:002024-02-06T13:22:55.380-08:00Well Hello again<p> Damn it's been a hell of a long time. I had a hard time finding out how to access this place after such a long absence ... now I'm trying to decide what to do with this ... my life has changed so much since this last post, and I thought i had more here, will do some digging on my admin side </p><p>so yeah ... </p>Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-39276427874705758322012-07-15T19:40:00.002-07:002012-07-15T19:40:46.566-07:00Suicide ... a call for help, not drama<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.27272605895996px; text-align: left;">Last night I received a very out of character text message from someone. My response was "what?", to which she replied, "I can't take it anymore, I've taken all my pills." </span><br />
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I am struggling with a serious life change, I have Sulfite Sensitivities and am learning to live with them.<br />
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I also have started a HUGE change with my now Teen son. He lives with ADHD, Anxiety, Insomnia and PTSD, you will see posts about this.<br />
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You will see continued posts about life as a Widow and moving on in life from that instantaneous change.<br />
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I'm sure I've lost some of you, but I'm hopeful that those still here will start reading again, and maybe my readership will once again grow.Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-81836767712873804752011-10-05T10:03:00.000-07:002011-10-05T10:03:11.976-07:00Stats from Blogger<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As bloggers, we get feedback from Blogger on what type of people are reading our blogs, what sites you are coming from, even the browser you use most. </span><br />
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david is growing up<br />
he's getting TALL<br />
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i remember how scared you were when they said they were doing a c-section to deliver him<br />
and how happy you were when he was born.<br />
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me, i'm still looking for work<br />
i hope this next application is the one that clinches it for me<br />
i <strike>want</strike> <b><i>need</i></b> this to happen for david and i sooo bad<br />
if you have any pull, this would be the time to ask for the favor<br />
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yes, those are tears flowing now<br />
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but then i didn't expect to be without you<br />
i still miss you daily<br />
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i'm doing well my love, but i do miss you like hell<br />
it's just not the same, my heart has a hole that will always be missing you ...Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-49834612797217321692011-09-26T17:08:00.001-07:002011-09-26T17:08:20.429-07:00ApologiesI have been horrible at blogging ... I'm not sure if I should wipe this out or start it up, the Ads are all messed up, heck, I never made a penny off this as it is lol oh well...how are you doing??Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-67100057789949295542011-06-21T20:19:00.000-07:002011-06-22T20:20:03.384-07:005 years .... Strength or Survival<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He's still gone, this nightmare doesn't end, it only evolves into new and exciting adventures.</span><br />
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Life has taken many twists and turns, I don't even know where to begin.<br />
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Kiddo turned 13, he also started a whole NEW medication setup, it's almost scary to think that my kiddo needs THAT MUCH stuff to help his brain function normally, but the reality is, he does. The biggest side-effect I'm seeing is that now his brain is <i>finally </i>processing the loss he experienced when his Dad died .... which brings us to Thursday ...<br />
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Thursday night is 5 years from the last time Kiddo said "I love you Daddy" in person and fell asleep with him. Friday morning at 3am is 5 years from the last time I kissed my husband and said "I love you, have a blessed trip with the kids" and I sent him off to New Orleans not knowing it would be the last time I saw him alive.<br />
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Yes, this starts the countdown of all the lasts, and all the firsts ... first time waking up knowing he wouldn't be calling, first time the Youth came back without their Youth Pastor, first time my kiddo wouldn't have Daddy to toss him in the air ... so many firsts and lasts .. and here I am almost 5 years later, with the pain, hurt and grief still able to bubble any moment.<br />
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One of the biggest sources of comfort I have found, and yes, true comfort has been found here, is in the Internet ... this vast Wide World Web and the many "invisible" friends I've made just by being a Widow. I'm sure Mark is laughing at the irony of me finding some of my biggest supports through all this crap have come through the internet and blogs! (he always gave me a hard time about all my "invisible friends" although he knew many of them IRL). Facebook, Twitter, blogs, and so many other resources have allowed me to get to "know" and share with others. It's a "sucky club" that we belong to, even more so when you had no idea you would join it so soon. Who thinks that at 42 you will suddenly become a widowed momma?<br />
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I've heard about a program called <a href="http://www.campwidow.org/">Camp Widow</a> over the years and have always thought it would be a fun experience .. wait, <b>fun?</b> <b>FUN????</b> We're freaking <b>WIDOW'S</b>, what's fun about that?? Well heck, the widows I've met are not just a bunch of sad sacks that sit around weeping all the time ... well, maybe some are, but not all ... and what I love about our Widdahood ... is that it's ok to be a sad sack and sit around weeping, we all do it at times, and there is always someone in our Widdahood that completely <b>GETS IT and will listen and send virtual hugs without judging! </b>Camp Widow is a chance to laugh, cry, listen, share, give hope and get hope from men and women alike that have gone through a similar walk we have. It's 3 days in San Diego CA in August ... <b><i>heLLLLOOOOOO</i></b> how's THAT for a Camp location?? Why haven't I done there, especially with my only Aunt, who is ALSO a Widow, living there ... well honestly, it's been the cost. Registration is $375 for the weekend alone, not including airfare and hotel costs. Well I can toss away the hotel and stay w/ my Aunt ... and possibly swing Airfare now that I'm working, but Registration also, whew ... I honestly don't know that I can pull it all together. I can put all sorts of other excuses out there, my son can't handle me being gone, I don't know if I'll be moving then ... but honestly, I have Faith that if I were to get the Camp Widow scholarship, the Lord will make sure that everything else falls into place for me.<br />
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With that, I'm putting this out there. I'm asking for prayers. I'd LOVE to meet my Widda friends IN PERSON finally and make new ones. I'm asking for prayers for my kiddo and I, that the next week of "firsts and lasts" is easier than it's been in the past ... I'm asking for prayers that the struggles kiddo is experiencing are worthwhile and he learns from them. I'm asking for prayers that my struggles are for a worthwhile reason.<br />
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I will be back soon to update on so many things, I promise that. You'll understand why I've been absent ...<br />
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Love and prayers for all ...Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-9275323584109591152011-04-11T20:17:00.000-07:002011-04-11T21:49:23.890-07:00I'm back ... for today ...I need a place to vent and here I am ... <div><br /></div><div>I'm at the store getting some groceries and medications because tomorrow afternoon I start a full time job as a CNA. WOOHOOOO right ?? Yeah ... right until I get a phone call saying "the kids broke in ... " and I finished up and drove home to find that the front window screen is broken and the locks have been popped so that one could break in and open the locked front door and come in.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, you have to understand, my son has a group of friends, let's call them "B", "D", "M", and "G", that run around together. "G" is my "second son" and he uses my place as a refuge if needed, he wants a break, and yes, they play in and out, but when the door is locked, it's locked! The other kids are run of the mill friends, I know their parents in passing, "B"s set of parents I've never met (in fact NONE of us have met them) ... </div><div><br /></div><div>So after talking w/ the kids I find out that "D" decided that he wanted in when "G" locked the door. <i>Naturally</i> it made sense to bend and crack the screen to pop it out and push on the window enough until the latches popped out and he could slide the window open, open the blinds and climb through. I spoke w/ "D" and his mom. "D" will be paying for a new screens and possibly a new window, because the window only appears to be latched now. He is also grounded from attending my kid's 13th birthday party weekend, his mom's decision. </div><div><br /></div><div>As for the other 2, I've talked w/ both of them and parents. They now understand the rules of MY HOUSE ... I have cancelled my son's 13th birthday weekend event and will do something else for him and his BF "G". I am still just shocked and upset that these kids would do this. I realize they're 11-13 but seriously? Break through a screen window and pop open locks "just because" the front door is locked? UGH! KIDS!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Marissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06885906154955496447noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-13386966119702865792011-02-03T13:00:00.000-08:002011-02-03T13:00:58.280-08:00why i blogI was thinking the other day that I need to blog, after all, i've got people waiting right? then a dear friend pointed out that it had been a long time since i had blogged. it made me think, why have i blogged over the years? i blog for me, i blog to process, i blog to bitch, whine, cry, shout for joy, i blog for so many reasons but most importantly i blog for me.<br />
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yes, i blog for me .... i'm not good at writing a journal, so this is my way of dealing with life. i'm sorry that i haven't been present here in a long time, life has been ... well ... it just has been and i haven't felt like writing. i will though, just wait, and when i do, it will be fun again ... cause i surely have stories to share ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-66031996537926790282010-12-17T09:12:00.000-08:002010-12-17T09:12:25.890-08:00In the midst of trial ...appears those that you least expect to help out.<br />
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While my main support system did fail, I can't let it pass that I did get help from unsuspecting people.<br />
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Lea was busy Fri night, and i know she's up really early for work, so I admit, I didn't think to call her even though she's in the neighborhood. She was heading to bed, she went to close her browser and saw my FB plea for help, and sent me the text saying she had to change back into clothes and was on her way.<br />
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Kate saw my frustration on twitter Sat that my friend didn't go get my meds as promised, so she added me to her list of errands, did my shopping, banking and med run for me. Seriously folks, she was an angel, we had only met IRL once before at my garage sale. She has the cutest kids, I gladly kept them here so she could get a little time alone also.<br />
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My boyfriend Eric and his daughter came over on Sunday to spend a few hours before he drove her home and had to head North, he just started a new job and is working almost 50 hrs a week.<br />
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A former neighbor came by with a surprise Christmas food drop for me. 5 bags of groceries and a Turkey. Humbled and blessed.<br />
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My friend Jake dropped by w/ a fantastic Christmas CD for me, and has called daily even though he's getting ready for his band's first music video shoot this weekend.<br />
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My ex even offered to drive down 3 hours to spend time helping if I needed, yet none of the "close friends" that have been here through all of this, were able to be here for me.<br />
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So while it was frustrating, there were major bright lights from unexpected places, and they weren't trains! I am blessed, I am humbled that people I barely know would go out of their way to help me out. It's times like these that really show you where we need to prune. Thank you Lord for being so blunt!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-11958650623025783622010-12-16T22:23:00.000-08:002010-12-16T22:23:46.881-08:00Where you realize your support system is non-existentwarning, this post is angry, disjointed, and basically a widowed moms worst nightmare ...<br />
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Last Wednesday, the shivers and shakes started. I couldn't warm up, no matter what I tried. Then the fever hit and remained through Friday night, when it spiked once again, almost to 103*.<br />
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Reality hit, this momma's worst nightmare. I had to go to the ER. There was no way around it. I put the word out that I needed help, I <s>have</s> thought I had lots of friends around and amazingly enough, <s>everyone</s> no one could help. My sister was in Washington DC on business and she was calling in favors to get me there, but no luck. Then one friend, the last person I thought of because she was busy, happened to see my post on Facebook and texted to say "on my way". None of the "close friends" that have said "whatever you need", were able to help. I got into the shower to clean up before heading out, I sat on the floor to dry my hair, and my son sat next to me crying "Please don't die Mom, please don't die." My sister spent sometime talking to him on the phone, trying to calm him down as I got ready to leave. He was going with me, I couldn't leave him alone, not knowing how long I'd be, nor what was going on.<br />
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He stayed in the waiting room while I went in for tests and I let them know when I was ready for him. He didn't want to show how upset and worried he was, but he climbed up on the gurney with me and snuggled. I was heavily medicated at that point, so him being on me didn't hurt one bit. I was released a few hours later w/ a diagnosis of a severe kidney infection. I wish I could say that was the end of the story, that I recovered and all was well. Unfortunately that's not the case. Having gone through the sudden loss of his dad, kiddo was very stressed all week. Unable to concentrate, focus, sleep. Worried about losing me without notice. A 12 year old shouldn't be thinking of such things.<br />
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On Wednesday, while he was at school, I developed some intense pain, called my doc and was directed to head back into the ER. It was close enough to the end of school that I knew I needed to let them know. I made arrangements w/ my <s>so-called</s> friend that he'd go home w/ her son, they're best friends, but she "couldn't be there and couldn't drive me". I drove myself across town to the emergency room. On the way I called the school counselor and asked her to call kiddo into her office and let him know what was going on and what he needed to do. How else could I handle this? I had no clue what to do.<br />
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I was in an exam room with no cell coverage, so I did my best to convince myself that he'd be ok. By the time I got back, with new meds and narcotics, and food to toss in the microwave for dinner, I found my son and his friend alone in the house. My girlfriend said they didn't want to stay at her house. ACK. I cooked dinner and the boys headed over there for the night. I normally don't allow weeknight sleepovers, but i was wiped out and in pain. I needed the pain meds and hate taking them when it's just him and I in case something happens.<br />
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I woke at 7am, dozed until 9ish, got up, took meds and by 11 was back in bed. It was around 1ish that I got a message from school. Kiddo fell asleep in school. Told his teacher he had a sleepover and didn't sleep much. I contacted my girlfriend and she said that he was up until 3am. Double ACK. I don't allow that when the boys are here. Can you sense my frustration? This is the same friend that hasn't called once to check in on me since last Friday when I went to the hospital the first time.<br />
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So my son came home, I heard him yelling at his friends "You don't know what it's like to have a parent die, I need to stay with my mom" ...<br />
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There are so many thoughts and feelings that I have about all of this.<br />
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<ul><li>If you say you're going to be there for someone in their time of need, dammit, be there. </li>
<li>Friendship isn't something you turn on and off at will. Either you're friends and you'll stand by each other, or you won't. </li>
<li>Grief is a cyclical process and you never know what will set off a child from one point of that cycle into another point of it. </li>
<li>PTSD affects even children. My child suffers from it and it rears it's ugly head at times like this. </li>
<li>I hate that my son has to think of "what if mom dies"</li>
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I am closing here, because my brain is reeling with thoughts. Thoughts that I can't put together coherently and it's beginning to show in my writing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-61031210121260241132010-12-06T20:18:00.000-08:002010-12-06T20:18:06.971-08:00What to buy for Christmas ... in tweets ...<div class="tweet-image" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; height: 48px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 48px;"><img alt="M" class="user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" height="48" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_images/1144279951/fire18_edited-1_normal.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="48" /></div><div class="tweet-content" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 58px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 48px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div class="tweet-row" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"><span class="tweet-user-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><a class="tweet-screen-name user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" href="http://twitter.com/#!/MPdaCNA" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="M">MPdaCNA</a> <span class="tweet-full-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">M</span> </span><br />
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<div class="tweet-image" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; height: 48px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 48px;"><img alt="M" class="user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" height="48" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_images/1144279951/fire18_edited-1_normal.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="48" /></div><div class="tweet-content" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 58px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 48px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div class="tweet-row" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"><span class="tweet-user-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><a class="tweet-screen-name user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" href="http://twitter.com/#!/MPdaCNA" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="M">MPdaCNA</a> <span class="tweet-full-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">M</span> </span><br />
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<div class="tweet-image" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; float: left; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; height: 48px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 48px;"><img alt="M" class="user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" height="48" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_images/1144279951/fire18_edited-1_normal.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="48" /></div><div class="tweet-content" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 58px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 48px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div class="tweet-row" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"><span class="tweet-user-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><a class="tweet-screen-name user-profile-link" data-user-id="33079525" href="http://twitter.com/#!/MPdaCNA" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: rgb(147, 166, 68) !important; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="M">MPdaCNA</a> <span class="tweet-full-name" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #999999; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">M</span> </span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">apparently though, my parking back at the UHaul location wasn't. I don't have pictures yet, but I may be able to get them. Apparently when I backed that 26 footer into the wrong spot, I took out part of the fence. I'm devastated that I did that, I made a mistake and I feel horrible about it, but WHY didn't the Manager CALL ME before charging my checking account an additional $307.84 for the repairs?? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am LIVID about it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Talk about a punch in the gut! I don't have that money just sitting around!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heck, I don't even get my SS until a week from tomorrow! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And by then my Rent will be late, so I'll owe an additional $75 there ... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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As an Adult, we can put some thought into what we are experiencing. We know that there are <a href="http://changingminds.org/disciplines/change_management/kubler_ross/kubler_ross.htm">Stages of Grief</a>, what many don't realize is as children grow and mature, they may re-experience the death and those Stages over again in a <a href="http://www.nasponline.org/resources/crisis_safety/griefwar.pdf">different manner</a>.<br />
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So yesterday, when my BF's daughter was shouting "Good bye Dad, I love you" over and over, it struck a painful chord in my son and within minutes a torrent of tears and screams emanated from him, <b>"Stop saying that!"</b> as he pulled his hair, <b>"Do you know what it's like not to ever be able to tell your Dad that you love him?"</b> as he pounded his fists on his knees and growled; <b>"Do you know what it's like for him to be away from home and die?"</b>, and the sobbing of <b>"I will never see him again"</b>...and on and on for 5 minutes.<br />
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All I could do was put my hand on his shoulder, breathe deep and sniffle and fight back tears (not well I might add). His pain was so evident and this was the first time he had been able to put those thoughts into words and express them so succinctly. I hurt me to the core. It took him about 10 minutes to regain his composure, and when he did he was happier than he had been all day. Last night he slept hard and when he woke up this morning he told me it was the best night of sleep he had in days. I don't doubt it. I know what it's like to go through that, I wish I could make it all go away for him, but I know it's a part of his journey to healing. He'll get there, I know he will. It will just take time ... and tears ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-63239497100937299642010-11-24T00:12:00.000-08:002010-11-24T00:12:45.368-08:00So much to be grateful for.I've been gone, I know and I feel bad, but my life has dictated that I be elsewhere.<br />
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I'm finishing up the move Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving, in the coldest weather we've had in many, many years. Of course, I did it in heat, rain and now bone chilling, sub freezing temperatures, why the heck not.<br />
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I am grateful for ...<br />
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<ul><li>my son ~ he's literally what has kept me going through the days since losing Mark.</li>
<li>my boyfriend ~ he's always making me laugh and smile when I need it, willing to listen when I just need to vent about someone or something (and lately it's been a lot)</li>
<li>my friends who have done the same and more </li>
<li>my insurance agent, who is a great friend ~ who with one phone call, arranged a moving crew for tomorrow to help me for free</li>
<li>my family ~ YES my family ~ for without them, I have HAD to learn to stand on my own to feet and just do what has needed to be done. If they were supportive and had helped throughout the past 4+ years I'd be a totally different person and honestly, I kinda like who I am without them. Does that make sense?? </li>
</ul><div>Mostly importantly, I am grateful for the relationship I have with my Lord Jesus Christ. I have to put him above all others, HE has truly been the hand that supported me from the day I was born, even without my realizing it. </div><div><br />
</div><div>i will be gone until next week, I am bringing my laptop with me and I hope to be able to write while gone. I need to get back to it, it's always therapeutic.</div><div><br />
</div><div>So from my quiet house, to yours ... Happy Thanksgiving, stay safe and many blessings to you and yours.</div><div><br />
</div><div>M~ </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-1416956644489427352010-11-10T21:19:00.000-08:002010-11-10T21:19:55.602-08:00SuccessWe did it!! 3 single moms, went back to school and are now Certified Nursing Assistant 2 which means we can work in an Acute Care Setting (aka the hospital) ....<br />
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I will resume blogging next week ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-4996651576016941932010-11-02T09:13:00.001-07:002010-11-02T09:13:37.930-07:00i will be back ... to be continuedI haven't forgotten about the 30 days of truth, i'm living my 3 weeks of hell right now lol 20 hrs/wk in school and clinicals. I'll be done Saturday ... done done DONE!!<br />
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(as side note, and for shameless purposes, I scored a 97% on my state certification test)!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-12030027995735753312010-10-26T00:44:00.000-07:002010-10-26T00:44:45.056-07:00Busy timeI'm back in school 20 hrs/wk, have just this week and next and I will be finished with my CNA 2 certification. I applied for 14 jobs tonight AFTER being in class for 6 hours and not getting home until 9:30pm. I will hopefully be back to my 30 Days of Truth tomorrow, have some running around to do for licensing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-4313938751051685892010-10-22T11:13:00.000-07:002010-10-22T11:13:21.808-07:00Wherein the dog snuggles up ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnl4HaGSyivjdkGro5S9Oh8MGSZW08VJSITJwrefPXmhPhsSUH27XBJGoW88zEFfA1x3T_7jEf_enZctNxQNyv8DDEfA6irxuirAQaXdIAOm59zwyiondiohpUoF5sRcR9cLD0/s1600/DSCN1272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnl4HaGSyivjdkGro5S9Oh8MGSZW08VJSITJwrefPXmhPhsSUH27XBJGoW88zEFfA1x3T_7jEf_enZctNxQNyv8DDEfA6irxuirAQaXdIAOm59zwyiondiohpUoF5sRcR9cLD0/s200/DSCN1272.jpg" width="200" /></a>Have I shared you a picture of my dog?? (Yes, I have to share this story ... it's so typical of my life these days)<br />
Yes, THIS is Joey. He's almost 2 years old, weighs about 80 lbs and he thinks he's a lapdog, don't try to tell him different. If he can't get onto a couch or chair he will whine and not settle, until told to directly.<br />
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So I'm online checking some things out before I take off for a doctors appt and Joey decides it's time to jump up and snuggle. He comes up, places his big lug of a head between my chin and my chest and sighs deeply, ahhh total comfort ...<br />
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and then he burps.<br />
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He is now on the floor.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-41278145017392278472010-10-22T00:18:00.001-07:002010-10-22T00:18:08.708-07:00Taking a break ...I will be gone until Sunday night friends ... nothing wrong, just time away w/ friends ... and a full school day on Saturday ... Have a GREAT Weekend and I'll get back to my 30 Days of Truth on Monday.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14143999.post-89294483808944089732010-10-21T00:11:00.000-07:002010-10-21T00:11:37.702-07:0030 Days of Truth ~ Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh05wWO18bciU8PtJNAspc87Vrr1Hm4egVok_mizTrEFLTogbhXqZMm9ZSpyT0AbUkkn-_duHVIPUuGZIOztW3pUFVpPreMZMl-h8fGZYxGhHCuQsFzrZBpfEPrkPFukrYuzWDX/s1600/30-Days-of-Truth_logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh05wWO18bciU8PtJNAspc87Vrr1Hm4egVok_mizTrEFLTogbhXqZMm9ZSpyT0AbUkkn-_duHVIPUuGZIOztW3pUFVpPreMZMl-h8fGZYxGhHCuQsFzrZBpfEPrkPFukrYuzWDX/s200/30-Days-of-Truth_logo.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Wow, I've got so many that fall into this category. Most recently it's folks from my former Church where Mark was Youth Pastor at. The Church went through a split this past Fall (aside ... wow it's been a year since all that started up) ... as a result, people went every which way you can imagine. It was truly sad to see a Christian group go through that, however I understand it happens and my understanding is that there are 2 stronger groups from it now. I had friends on both sides of the argument(s) and as much as I didn't want to let them go, I had to for my own health and sanity. Now that there has been separation I will try to reconnect w/ some.<br />
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I have also let go of many friends that were in my life before Mark died. It's a strange phenomenon, these people were always doing things w/ us. We traveled, laughed, celebrated, cried, shared drinks, music ... we were involved with each other ... and when Mark died, we went our separate ways. My life was different, and although I tried to engage the afterwards, it was not reciprocated. Can I tell you how much that hurt me then? How much it still hurts? I don't understand it, did I change? One person in particular was close enough that he was considered kiddo's Uncle. He was there when he was born, at every major event in his life ... and when Mark died he disappeared. I found him by accident on Facebook and learned that he was getting married. I wasn't invited. It still chokes me up.<br />
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I have other examples, they don't make sense to me ... I realized tonight while at school for Parent-Teacher night, that I've really taken myself out of the "school parent" mode. I hardly know any of the parents anymore. D isn't involved in ANY of the same activities, they are all strangers to me now. It gets lonely sometimes being a widow. it sucks.<br />
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