Just another month passing by like the last. Hopefully it'll go by quickly and w/lots of fun events.
1. Hate it when people put tons of make up on toddlers. Even during dress up. To me it's not ok.
2. 3 yr olds are hilarious story tellers.
3. Got taxes done! We will be rich for a full day once they come in! THEN gone they be......
4. I worked out for a whole 30 mins! THEN I ate Girl Scout Cookies. For shame. But they were delicious.
5. I just realized that one of my cousins is the happiest person I know. And I don't even really know them.
6. I'm 30 and I finally feel it! Come on metabolism! Don't completely breakdown on me now!
7. Girl Scout Cookies are superb.......
8. Sometimes I wish I had a more supportive, and closer family.
9. Gan is a giant 3 yr old. 5t pants here we come!
10. Being a military wife REALLY sucks when your husband is deployed. I feel worse for Gan.
11. Time to make 2012 great by changing my attitude, and try not being so moody. :P
12. *stares at box of Girl Scout Cookies*
13. I heart tacos.....
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
A Passing....
I'm up at 5am. A good friend of mine just lost her dad tonight. Cancer took yet another life out of the world today. It's brought up some awful memories, and regrets from my experience losing a father that I can not change. Though I really wish I could.
I was a teenager. I remember being left in the dark so it "wouldn't hurt me." I remember feeling mad about him being sick. I remember excessively cleaning the cat figurines while grandma watched. Worsely I remember being so mad at him and my mom, going into my room for the night, and waking up to paramedics in our home. Dad had passed, and I regret not telling him I loved him. I regret being that mad teenager not grasping the concept that I would not see my dad anymore.
It was so hard seeing a big, strong man become so frail and weak. Kudos to my mom for sitting there next to him every night, while we hid in our rooms. I should have done better. And now I sit w/all this regret 14 yrs later. Worsely I do not believe in an afterlife. It would make it easier if I actually believed I'd see him again. It'd make it easier cuz I could apologize for not being there, when he needed all the comfort in the world around him to ease him out of this world forever. For that I truely regret, and I will always hold that with me until I pass.
I was a teenager. I remember being left in the dark so it "wouldn't hurt me." I remember feeling mad about him being sick. I remember excessively cleaning the cat figurines while grandma watched. Worsely I remember being so mad at him and my mom, going into my room for the night, and waking up to paramedics in our home. Dad had passed, and I regret not telling him I loved him. I regret being that mad teenager not grasping the concept that I would not see my dad anymore.
It was so hard seeing a big, strong man become so frail and weak. Kudos to my mom for sitting there next to him every night, while we hid in our rooms. I should have done better. And now I sit w/all this regret 14 yrs later. Worsely I do not believe in an afterlife. It would make it easier if I actually believed I'd see him again. It'd make it easier cuz I could apologize for not being there, when he needed all the comfort in the world around him to ease him out of this world forever. For that I truely regret, and I will always hold that with me until I pass.
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