January 12, 2022

 So much has changed since I last posted 2 years ago. Where do I start? Let's see, two months after my last post in 2020 we were out for Spring Break which famously turned to what Sean loved to call "Spring Break Forever 2020" because of a world wide pandemic. CoVid-19. 

Covid.

It changed everything. Everything changed. People changed. Life Changed. The world changed. 

Just thinking about it I get overwhelmed. Where do I start? Schools closing? Quarantines? Masks?  Toilet paper shortages? What the HECK was THAT even about?? Diarrhea was NOT even a symptom of Covid. Why were people stockpiling toilet paper? Murder hornets? <<<Yes, these were real not a joke. Australia on fire? Califorina and Washington on fire? This is Not even the tip of the iceberg. So many things happened. To even try to write it down would be like beginning to write a novel. Maybe I'll come back to this topic. 

We actually ended 2020 contracting the dreaded virus. Daneilla came home for Thanksgiving. She slept for 18 hours and was fine. We thought it was just fatigue on her part since she didn't show any "signs" we were suppose to be looking for. Week and a half later Sean came down with what we thought was a cold that lasted 4 days. Again he showed none of the virus' signs we were told to look for. That week I lost my sense of smell (one of the actual signs) as did Ian. We tested and sure enough we were positive. Luckly Ian never got "sick". He had the virus but, for the most part felt fine. I on the other hand had the whole Covid experience for 7-10 days. It sucked.

But, so much other things have happened too. Sean graduated from high school (May 2021) and started CDA Technical Institute in Florida (September 2021) to become an underwater welder and now in 16 days will be graduating!

Ian started 7th grade in September 2021 and started playing football! He actually caught on and after a few games was moved up to play on the "A" team. 

As Covid is still around you know 2021 was also a shit show after 2020. We had a freeze that caused power outages that lasted for two weeks!! Thank goodness we had some solar panel power in the green house and two gas power generators from 2018 Hurricane Harvey hitting us! People turned on Dr. Suess! It's no wonder that we look to 2022 with so much hope.....

Well, today got me writing in my blog that has been neglected since 2020. Why do I now have time for this? Oh, because Ian and I are on day 3 of quarantine! Yes, we've contracted the latest strand of Covid. Omicron. Again, Ian is fine. Positive but, hasn't slowed him down one bit. As for me, just allergy/cold like symptoms which last then change every 24-36 hours. The only one that was a nuisance was the sore throat Saturday. It hurt so bad to swallow I couldn't eat or drink anything. By the end of the day I was STARVING!!!

Okay now, I'm just babbling. Time to wrap this up. Till next time.....

19/365 January 19, 2020 Sunday

4/365 January 4, 2020 Saturday

3/365 Friday January 3, 2020

2/365 January 2, 2020

   
     So, today we went to drop off the car to see why the check engine light kept coming on and off and what was up with the air bag light being on. 

     We dropped off the car at 8:30 am and knew we would be at the dealership all day, we were and all they did was run a diagnostic and let me know the repairs was going to be $2587.93.  Great. Thanks. Well, some of the parts need to be ordered so I'll have to bring the back later... oh, what fun another full day wasted later on. To kill time Ian and I went and caught a matinee, Spies in Disguise, it was really cute. We over indulged in a TUB of popcorn so, after the movie instead of calling the shuttle to come pick us up, I decide we would walk back to the dealership.  It was only 1.5 miles and it gave Ian and I time to just walk and talk. He's a VERY talkative kid but, when it was just him and I walking he talked about more personal things and how happy he was walking with me.  I think this is

something we should do more often.  I could use the exercise and having someone with me just might motivate me to do it more often. Now to just convince my 11 year old to go.... well, that's a whole different story. Maybe I can bribe him.

     For the past 2-3 month Ian had been complaining about not being able to see clearly the clock on the stove or the whiteboards at school. Last week I made an appointment and sure enough he needed glasses. I felt horrible. He REALLY needed glasses. I couldn't believe I never noticed.... As I stated to the doctor that I couldn't believe I hadn't notice and that he had only recently started mentioning his struggles. He informed me sometimes at this age, eyes go threw a change and in 2-6 month eyesight can change drastically. Still doesn't make me feel any better, my child was struggling to see and I didn't notice.  On our way home we decided to check if his glasses had come in. They had just arrived that afternoon! Yay! Ian LOVED them and was so happy with them. When he put them on I felt he looked like someone familiar but, couldn't quite place the face. Later that night we were scrolling threw Disney+ looking for a movie, when it hit me! He looks like YOUNG Carl from "UP!!"

Well? what do you think? 

1/365 January 1, 2020

     How many times have I done this? Start the New Year with so much hope and full of promises of THIS being the year I keep up with my blog?
   
     I can't believe I didn't post a single entry in 2019. There is NO way it was an uneventful year. Yet, I documented...NOTHING. I guess I could do a summary of 2019, maybe hit some highlights?  But after a bottle of wine I'm drawing a blank....

8/365 January 8, 2018

Sean- Mom what's an "escort"?

Me- Why?

Sean- I just want to know.... for a friend

Me (taking a deep breath)- It's a hooker, a high dollar hooker for politicians and athletes.

Sean (looking a little confused but smiling)- Okay........ *starts texting*

Sean- MOM! A QUINCEANERA escort!!

Me- OH!!!

Don't know who's more embarrassed Sean or me!!! LOL!

7/365 January 7, 2018

Came across my dad's suitcase today.

In ten day it will be one year when he left.

September 17 was the one year point for mom's passing.

The sadness from Hurricane Harvey hitting our small coastal town didn't numb any of the pain.

The idea that it been a year without my parents doesn't seem possible.

I miss them everyday.

It just doesn't seem like a year.

29/365 January 29, 2017

 
Moby Dick's in Port Aransas, Texas.  Good food, great atmosphere  and a Bloody Mary worth driving for.

 

27/365 January 27, 2017

Grief is so hard to understand. One day, everything seems fine. The next you are depressed and do things in memory of the one passed. The next you are too busy to cry. The following you are walking in a fog. The next day you are angry at God for letting them die and crying your eyes out! 

I underestimated how hard my dad's passing would hit me. It doesn’t help when sick kids, depression, financial struggle, and a strained marriage are thrown into the mix. But since he passed, my emotions are everywhere! I really don’t know what kind of support I need during this season of my life. If you are trying to comfort me during my grieving, be ready for the many different “days”. I may want to cry, scream, reminisce, laugh, talk, or ignore people altogether. 

So in this grieving time, I am not sure how often I will write. My life feels on hold.  I want to celebrate life but I don’t know how through all this pain. I want life to make sense. I want to be surrounded by family and I feel lost, so far away from everyone. The loss of a loved one is hard.  Life just keeps going even though you feel like you are sitting still.

21/365 January 21, 2017

I woke up at 5:00 this morning and could not get back to sleep. It might have had something to do with the 8-year-old child that had made his way into my bed and the small of my back. Who knows? All I am certain of is that I was not going back to sleep. I got up, wandered around the house for a bit, and finally resolved myself to the fact that I should go ahead and get started on breakfast. If I cannot sleep, I might as well be productive.

Life is so fragile. To think that you can kiss someone goodnight and not have them with you in the morning is a little bit frightening to me.

Dealing with death is one of the hardest and most awkward of our emotions to handle. Joy is easy. You can celebrate it with each other. Even anger is a manageable emotion. However, what do you do with grief? How do you console someone who is at an extreme loss? What do you say? How do you deal with it yourself? Is it okay to just come completely undone over this or do we have to hold ourselves together?

It is okay to just shut down for a while and mourn. Let the memories of your lost one monopolize the space in your mind. Everything else can go on the back burner for a while. Life really will stop for you during this process and those around you, if they are decent people, will allow you the time you need to just lose yourself.

 We can mourn in sadness. We are permitted in this moment to be sad. We can just lay down and allow ourselves to be overwhelmed. I think the hard truth about death is that it is simply more than we can handle. None of us have power over it. We cannot control it. Time heals and the love and memories of the person who we have lost will give us the closure that we will never receive by trying to fake it.

17/365 January 17, 2017

'Till death do us part.... Not even death could keep this couple apart for long.

Today I had to say good-bye to the strongest, most hard working man alive. He was devoted to his family and threw his family his legacy will live on. 

I love you dad, please tell mom I miss her like crazy.

14/365 January 14, 2017

Déjà vu, (deɪʒɑː ˈvuː/; French pronunciation: ​[de.ʒa.vy]) from French, literally "already seen", is the phenomenon of having the strong sensation that an event or experience currently being experienced has already been experienced in the past. Déjà vu is a feeling of familiarity, and déjà vécu (the feeling of having "already lived through" something) is a feeling of recollection.

Déjà vu. This is exactly what I am feeling right now about these medical decisions being made today.....

I know our decisions are the right medical decisions to be made. I know these decision go with the wishes of our father.  I know none of this makes this any easier.

4/365 January 4, 2017

January 4th.

Beginning of the year, this is the time my parents make their way to my house on their way to the valley.  Instead I'm missing my mom and I'm back home after visiting my father in the hospital.

After a week of a cough that just wouldn't go away, December 31 my sister took our dad to the hospital where he was admitted for more serious complications. He is now in a heart and vascular hospital. Why is this year already starting on the wrong foot?

2/365 January 2, 2017

Just because I let you go, doesn't mean I wanted to.......

1/365 January 1, 2017

With the new year here I decided to revisit this poor, neglect blog of mine.  I realized, I didn't have a single entry for 2016 and the entries for 2015 were almost nonexistent.  How could I have gone 2 years without anything to write about? Then I started to go over the past years in my head. Mom and Dad's many health issues. Dad getting a pacemaker. Mom's Cancer diagnose and the year long fight that followed before it went into remission. Everything leading up to August and the fall mom had that lead to a hip replacement and ending in September with a blood infection, the return of her Leukemia, and her death.

I hadn't realized how much it meant to know that my Mom was there, around the corner, to listen or laugh with or just give a hug. It's not really the need for her that makes this a loss. It's the idea that the woman that took care of me as a child, that helped to create who I am and how I view the world, is no longer there. We have our mother all of our existence, until suddenly, we are motherless. It's a new chapter in life. Whether or not I agreed with my mom's views, I was used to measuring my opinions against hers. When she gave encouragement or advice I could be happy for the help. When I disagreed, I could remind myself how different we were.

The problem was that, after the initial grief, the idea that my mom no longer existed on this earth seemed to shake my view of life. Everyone knows that someday their mother will die. The thing that hit me was that a whole, major part of my life was over. Every part of the relationship and connection was over. As memories spring into my mind, I realize that was past, and never will be again. I might be driving down the road and see a garage sale sign. This triggers my memory. Then I realize that now, it is just a memory, and my mom will never be able to join me, or even reminisce with me.

Why does this revelation hit me so hard? I've experienced death before, but it's something about the fact that it's my mom. I admit I miss the understanding ear, the soft shoulder and smiles that made me feel like everything would be alright. I think it's that my mom was a touchstone. I've lost an important touchstone in my life, and I realize that life is always changing and I'm not sure what's next. I think of things I wish I'd said and questions I wish I'd asked.

So many times I hear others talk of their moms and I silently whisper to myself, appreciate her while you have her. I have spoken the words aloud at times, but I fear the true import of the message cannot be understood until it is experienced. At least I had my mom for a good portion of my life. Some lose their moms way to early and that grief and loss cannot be compared to losing a mom that is older. I thought I was prepared, but my mind and body did things I didn't expect. Grief takes its own time and its own course with each of us. Life is precious. Live each day and each moment like it could be the last. You may have years before you experience the loss of your mom or another loved one, but those years will be filled with precious moments.

Your mother is your first friend and playmate. She’s the one who rocked you as a baby, patched you up as a clumsy kid, and eased your heart as a teen. She helped coached you on the ins and outs of being a first-time mother. In a sense, your mother is the biggest part of your life.

Nothing can prepare you for what it’s like to lose your mom. I’ve had many friends throughout the years who have lost their own mothers. I felt sad for them and offered words of comfort. I had absolutely no idea though how excruciating it is to no longer have your mother with you. The pain is crippling, and it hits you at random moments. One minute you might be fine, and the next minute you are curled up in a ball in inconceivable pain. If you have lost your mother, then you’re probably sitting there nodding your head in agreement.

My mother passed away on September 16^th, 2016. I thought I was prepared for Mom’s passing. I read all the books on death, dying, and grief. I knew it would be hard, but I figured I was ready to face it head-on. After all, losing a parent is a fact of life that millions of people before me have faced. Mom was very brave. I was going to be brave too. I thought I would grieve for a while, and then I would be able to move on with life. Nothing could have been further from the truth.

The first few days after your mother dies are going to feel like a blur. You will function only in that you will help make funeral arrangements, contact relatives, console family members, and go forward taking care of necessary tasks. Numbness is the perfect word for this time. The funeral will come and go, and so will the relatives and well-wishers.

After the burial, it’s time for life to go back to normal, right? Wrong! Life will never be normal again. It will be different, but it will never be as it was. How could it be?

For the first few weeks, your friends and coworkers will be wonderful. They’ll offer you lots of smiles and hugs. They’ll offer to take you to dinner and they’ll listen as you talk about how bad the pain is. You’ll hear a lot of “I’m here for you”, and “If there’s anything I can do” comments during this time.

After a couple months, it will seem like people have forgotten that you lost this important part of your life. They’ll stop asking how you are, and they might even look worried when you want to talk about your mom. You see, people who haven’t gone through this pain think there’s a period of grieving and that's it. After a certain time, you should be ready to move on with your life and "get over it."

But you will never get over it. The pain will lessen, and the moments of intense grief will be farther apart, but how can you ever get over losing your mother

Allow Yourself to Feel What You Feel

Well-intentioned people will try to speed up the grieving process for you. They’ll try to keep you busy, and some of them won’t mention your mother’s name for fear of hurting you. But you must allow yourself to grieve. If you try to stay busy and put it out of your mind, it will catch up to you. You’re going to feel it at some point. It’s best to let it happen when it happens.

After Mom died, I tried to push away the grief. Any time I felt like falling apart, I would take deep breaths and get busy with something else. This worked for a little while, but not for long. The pain was not going away, and I needed to feel it. One night—a month after Mom’s death—I was sitting at dinner  with my husband and children. The kids were talking about their day, and I was trying to actively listen. I felt like my chest was going to explode. I knew what it was, but was trying to ignore it. You see, grief is a very physical thing. You literally feel physical pain. I finally couldn’t take it anymore, and I got up and ran to my bedroom. After that night, I learned to allow myself to feel the pain. I didn’t ignore it anymore.

Don't Put a Time Limit on Your Grief

There is no right or wrong way to grieve, and there's no set time limit on the process.The old saying "Time heals all wounds" is not entirely accurate, but not entirely inaccurate either. I don't know if the wound of losing a mother is ever healed. The pain does get more bearable over time. But how long it should take? No one can say.

Remember Your Mom

That heading sounds silly. Of course, you're going to remember your mom. She was your mom! What I mean here is that you should remember your mom for who she was—the good and the bad.

I spent weeks remembering my mom as this perfect human being who was, by far, the greatest mother who ever walked the earth. Mom was a wonderful person, but let's face it, she's was human. After a few weeks, I started having memories of the real mother I grew up with. She wasn't perfect, and we didn't always get along. Mom had a knack for being negative toward me, and I wasn't always patient with her. Putting Mom up on a pedestal wasn't fair to her, and she would've hated it.

Yes, remembering the bad times isn't always easy. Regret may rear its ugly head, but there's nothing you can do about it now. You can't push it away, because like the grief, it will find you. As they say, it is what it is. My mom knew I loved her dearly, and I knew the same about her. We didn't have the perfect relationship, but in the end, I was there by her side. I watched as she took her last breath, just as she watched me take my first. She was my mother. The good, the bad, and the ugly ... she was my mother, and I loved her.

Allow Yourself to Have Bad Days

It's now been three months since Mom passed away. I miss her dearly. I hold up pretty well, though. I can laugh and smile as I tell my kids something Mom used to say when I was a child. I would say, I'm doing pretty well.

Some days are tougher than others. One reason I wrote this is that yesterday was a particularly rough day for me. I woke up craving my mother's voice. I wanted to call her and hear her laugh. I wanted her to make me laugh.  I needed her yesterday. I cried several times yesterday, and it was okay. I let myself feel the grief again. Those days will come, no matter how long it's been. Let it come.

Smile and Live Your Life

At some point after your mother's death, you will find reasons to smile again. I think this is one of the greatest things we can do to honor our moms and the love we have for them. Find joy again. Laugh heartily. Love deeply. Live like your mother would want you to.

On those days when you just miss your mom, don't fight it. Allow yourself to miss her. 

 "Your mother deserves to be remembered. She deserves to be missed."

I love you mommy and I miss you so much........

26/365 January 26, 2015

24/365 January 24, 2015

23/365 January 23, 2015

22/365 January 22, 2015

Looking at some beach houses for a summer vacation with Daneilla. As we're flipping threw pictures…..

Daneilla- Oooo. I like this one; the living room is bright, It has bar stools at the kitchen island,……..O.M.G!!!!! LOOK! It comes with a DOG!!!!

Me- No. Daneilla. The dog is just in the picture you do NOT get the dog when we rent this house.

Daneilla- But, there's even a dog house! You sure we don't get the dog for the week?

Me- I'm sure we don't.

Daneilla- Can we ask if they'll leave the dog?

Me- No.

Daneilla- *pouts*

LOL smile emoticon

21/365 January 21, 2015

20/365 January 20, 2015

I hear Ian calling me from the bathroom….. I go to check on him

Me- Yes?
Ian- Mom…. I got poop on my underwear!
Me- What happened?
Ian- I was standing here peeing and POP! My fart turned into poop!!

This parenting business is NOT for the weak of heart! I had to stand there being understanding while trying my hardest to keep a straight face!

*December 21, 2014

19/365 January 19, 2015

18/365 January 18, 2015

17/365 January 17, 2015

14/365 January 14, 2015

Okay, there's been a buzz online starting around Christmas time. Parents claiming Christmas was ruined and it was all the fault of Play Doh.

Wait. What? Play Doh ruined Christmas? I've bought my kids MANY sets of Play Doh and even though it's a love/hate relationship at times. I can't imagine how a kid's play thing could ruin Christmas.

I thought this was going to be one of those close one eye, turn it this way and squint to see it (like Jesus in toast). But nope. It's 100% a penis! I kid you not! I almost choked on my coffee when I saw it.  Well. I guess everyone that works at the play dough factory must be innocent childlike people that saw nothing out of the ordinary when they designed a cake/cupcake decorating kit that included a frosting dispenser that dirty-minded uptight parents saw as a penis.  Now don't get me wrong. I wouldn't approve of my kids playing with something that resembles a penis-shaped dildo. But, come on! How could it have ruined Christmas? If anything (with my sick, juvenile sense of humor) it should have made Christmas morning harder not to laugh or giggle like a lunatic. Can you imagine? "Here mommy. Let me put some frosting on your cupcake."  "Hey, were's my frosting squirter?" "Oh no! Baby brother has it in his mouth!" Come on! I'm giggling just thinking about it.

And another thing,you canNOT tell me that this was not done on purpose. Someone at Hasbro is laughing his or her butt off at this one. I'm sure they didn't think they'd get this far. Now one question I do have is HOW did this just slip in and make it threw quality control??? Who looked at this thing  and thought "Nope. I don't see a penis at all." Were they all Amish virgin women working that day? Even before quality control they had to have someone create it, someone who made the plastic mold, someone who played with it.  I can't believe that as many people that saw the toy, not one person said "Does anyone else think this looks like a penis? 

13/365 January 13, 2015

Dean is rummaging threw the junk drawer…..

Dean- Who's junk is this? I can't find anything!

**I peek in it…. it's full of NERF bullets, batteries, Lego/Halo guys pieces, Hot Wheel cars, Lego blocks, Thomas the Train pieces, pencils, markers highlighters, map colors, marbles, stickers, loose keys, bobby pins, popsicle sticks, a measuring tape, tape, screwdriver…. you get the idea.

Me- It's all the things I pick up from the floor when I sweep or vacuum.
Dean- I remember when I was little; the junk drawer in the kitchen was actually called "Dean's junk drawer". It was mine and only my stuff went in it frown emoticon
Me- Welcome to adulthood honey. smile emoticon

7/365 January 7, 2015

5/356 January 5, 2015

Wake up. Shower. Drop off kids at school.

Drive to Corpus pick up Dean from Toyota dealership. Drop off Dean at home.

Pick up 3 huge bags of clothes for donation, drop off at Castaways.

Drive back to Corpus visit Best Buy for new computer charger, Micheal's …well, just because I LOVE craft stores :), and James Avery to drop off Daneilla's bracelet to add her new charm.

Drive back home pick up 2 big bags of clothes to donate for school kids. Visit with friends. They shared their food with me (yay!). Drive back home start dinner.

Pick up Daneilla (other two kids rode the bus home). Drop off Daneilla, pick up Dean, drive back to Corpus to pick up Lexus from Toyota dealership.

Drive back home…….

259 miles driven today!!!  So, Glad Dean decided to give me a new Volkswagon Golf. My huge Lexus SUV would have killed me on gas today! Don't get me wrong I LOVE my SUV; I still need it during the summer for the beach, hauling my kids AND their friends around. But, days like this, that little hatchback is thebomb.com!!

4/365 January 4, 2015

3/365 January 3. 2015

2/365 January 2, 2015