Well, my eldest said, "Go for it Mom, you have a lot to write about," so here I am pounding keys in hopes someone might read this. Or maybe this is just for me.
I am a simple person living the life set before me. Interesting? Probably to some people. Exciting, not really. A way to communicate all the thoughts in my head and experiences I have had in hopes someone might glean information and bit of "Oh that's good!" Well kind of the point.
I have been kicking around this beautiful planet for a little over 51 years and I have two sons. I have one husband- good thing, more than that and I'd be really tired and probably in jail for bigamy and Rush Limbaugh wouldn't know WHAT to call ME! My mother-in-law who is ninety-two lives here too. My youngest is married and his wife and my beautiful grandchild live here too. talk about a full house! Oh, we have dogs, lots of dogs. There are five of them. The biggest weighs 130 pounds down to the seven pound mutt who thinks she weighs oh, one hundred fifty pounds!
My Family... The eldest son is so busy. He has so much on his plate. He's currently finishing up his Master's of Science in Medical Sciences. He has been accepted into medical school starting this summer or fall, he's just not sure which one spot to start in yet. Why is this remarkable? Well he has pulmonary hypertension which is a damned rare lung disease that is chronic, ongoing and very dangerous, terminal, but controllable with medication. Doctors said he wouldn't live. Then they said he wouldn't be able to work, or go to school, or have a life. They told him all of this on his nineteenth birthday. Ha he proved them wrong.
My youngest. He is 22 and clueless about the real world. He knows about being married sort of, and what it means to be a father sort of, but it is so hard to be an adult these days, with the world telling you to expect it to take care of you instead of you taking care of yourself. But he is trying. Oh and this economy doesn't quite help. How can you find a job when our local unemployment rate is 13 percent? His wife is a cute spit of the minute kind of girl. She's quiet, and reserved in our house. Sometimes I wish she had more umph in her personality but hey, I am not married to her. Then The AWESOMEST GRANDCHILD!!! She is the most adorable thing I have ever seen! And I have seen a lot!
My mother-in-law. What can you say? 92 with vascular dementia. She is so sweet most of the time, but then.... A precious gift actually that she is alive and still coherent. Just living in the moment. Maybe we all could do a little bit more of that and be a little bit happier.
My sweet husband, the love of my life. It took me 40 years to find him, and I had been looking my whole life. Everything was hunky dory until April of last year when he had a seizure. Then we had to go through all the rigamarole of finding out what caused the dang thing. Eventually, well three months of fighting with doctors and having a fit of a time, it was diagnosed. The big "C" as the television show calls it, cancer. But brain cancer isn't curable. Heck you can't even get it to lay down and go to sleep. Especially if you are older. And he is older. Doctors said um don't make far out plans. We can't give you an expectancy. Then I heard them say six weeks. BAH! It has been 9 months now!!! Yes it isn't easy, and he has had better days before this. But we're still here! He fights cancer every day. So far we are winning the battles. Hopefully this will be a really really long war.
For those of you who don't know me, well I am me. I think I am pretty much an average person but others tell me I am not. So go figure. One of two kids, two parent household, both parents gone to the next place we go, married with children, graduate of college, post bacc degree, and I live by the Golden Rule. I seem to get kicked in the teeth more than not, but I don't really stop giving, I just figure one day it will come back the way it should where people live and love and care about each other and we care for each other. Yep, if you're hungry I will feed you. If you are naked I will clothe you. Need a place to sleep? I"ll find one for you. I would offer you a bed to lay your head but even our floor is full. (Dogs, remember)....
The last members of our house are Mana, she's twelve and a chow-Shepard mix and a barker, Trista who is malamute-alaskan wolfie mix, Sophie, who is a "field dog"- someone dumped her and we took her in from the field behind our house, Dozer, another mix of a dog he's part wolf-husky, and then Valentine who is the seven pound imposter possessed by a 150 dog spirit. the dogs rule the house. the watch over each of us and keep us under their paws.
Here's my little blog about my family. Thoughts about life, expressions of me. If you're reading this, well welcome. And if you're not, then you don't know what you're missing.
Peace!
My mother-in-law. What can you say? 92 with vascular dementia. She is so sweet most of the time, but then.... A precious gift actually that she is alive and still coherent. Just living in the moment. Maybe we all could do a little bit more of that and be a little bit happier.
My sweet husband, the love of my life. It took me 40 years to find him, and I had been looking my whole life. Everything was hunky dory until April of last year when he had a seizure. Then we had to go through all the rigamarole of finding out what caused the dang thing. Eventually, well three months of fighting with doctors and having a fit of a time, it was diagnosed. The big "C" as the television show calls it, cancer. But brain cancer isn't curable. Heck you can't even get it to lay down and go to sleep. Especially if you are older. And he is older. Doctors said um don't make far out plans. We can't give you an expectancy. Then I heard them say six weeks. BAH! It has been 9 months now!!! Yes it isn't easy, and he has had better days before this. But we're still here! He fights cancer every day. So far we are winning the battles. Hopefully this will be a really really long war.
For those of you who don't know me, well I am me. I think I am pretty much an average person but others tell me I am not. So go figure. One of two kids, two parent household, both parents gone to the next place we go, married with children, graduate of college, post bacc degree, and I live by the Golden Rule. I seem to get kicked in the teeth more than not, but I don't really stop giving, I just figure one day it will come back the way it should where people live and love and care about each other and we care for each other. Yep, if you're hungry I will feed you. If you are naked I will clothe you. Need a place to sleep? I"ll find one for you. I would offer you a bed to lay your head but even our floor is full. (Dogs, remember)....
The last members of our house are Mana, she's twelve and a chow-Shepard mix and a barker, Trista who is malamute-alaskan wolfie mix, Sophie, who is a "field dog"- someone dumped her and we took her in from the field behind our house, Dozer, another mix of a dog he's part wolf-husky, and then Valentine who is the seven pound imposter possessed by a 150 dog spirit. the dogs rule the house. the watch over each of us and keep us under their paws.
Here's my little blog about my family. Thoughts about life, expressions of me. If you're reading this, well welcome. And if you're not, then you don't know what you're missing.
Peace!
I just happened to find your blog today when I did a Google search for seven pound mutt. I wanted to find out what such a dog might look like. Your blog came up, and I was pulled in by your writing and by the good person you are.
ReplyDeleteI hope you keep writing. I pray that God reaches down in mercy and grants you all the miracles your family needs.
We live in a tough world, but He is a good God who wants to save and heal.
I hope you post a photo of Valentine soon.
God bless,
Carolyn