Debbie
Hello, Debbie! Where do I begin? We lost Riches parents in a car crash last February. My father-in-law was killed outright but, my mother-in-law was stablized but so badly injured, the best we could hope for was a persistent vegetative state so we had to choose to take her off life support. She was to be transferred to hospice but died before she could be moved. Rich was devastated. He is an only child and very close to his parents. I became manic and anorexic and our lives were mayhem for months. One thing after another went awry and we didn't handle it very well.
We adopted two dogs as a life affirmation. My toy chihuahua slipped her collar on a walk and was struck by a car before I could get to her. Rich totaled my car but was happily uninjured. Then I tripped over our larger dog, a Queensland heeler mix and broke one bone, displaced another. The corporation that bought out the Honda dealership rich worked for for 14 years gave huge pay cuts to the older, higher paid managers and so he left. His parents estate has been a trial and a tribulation with things in and out of trust. Suffice to say, I will be a happy to see 2007 go and 2008 come so we can begin anew and have a more calm and normal life, whatever that is. I truly cannot remember. Thanksgiving prompted me to come here and I am happy I did. How's your typing? I never could believe you were of the hunt and peck method, being that you are so prolific but I am fully able with my left but one fingered on my right. I consider it the beginning of my PT.
My maiden name was Bailey but should have been Murphy. Still, we have survived and I have begun to see the wild and precious side of life once more. Thank God. Two thousand and eight is going to be an unbelievably great year. I just know it. I will be 45 in just over 3 weeks. I will have the cast off in time to deal with Christmas and Hanukkah and my lovely middle child, Sydney, wrote a letter to Santa, telling him to let me know she would be my hands if need be. Debbie, she as a gem. She wants to become a nurse, join the Peace Corp. Two of her gifts were donations to Darfur and Bangledesh. She is selfless, pure of heart and altruistic, but mature and realistic without being too cynical, beyond her 17 years.
It took awhile but I can count my blessings and if I made two columns, blessings and curses, the blessing side would be very long and the curses, very short. I'm going to dance, Debbie.
I think I lost my way because I was afraid but now I realize that I am stronger than I knew. I have the faith, the hope and the greatest of all blessings, the love. I will prevail and I will be stronger and fearless because I owe to my children and my husband not to give up when the road is rocky and I am uncertain what path to take. It will not be the path of least resistance. Everything worth having is worth fighting for and I will fight to be a strong woman worthy of being the mother to the three amazing beings I brought into this world. I have done something right and this is but the beginning of the rest of my wonderful life.
I passed long-winded a while ago but it's rather nice to be able to put so many words down, fairly easily. My hand written journal is simply sad.
You belong in the blessings column, Debbie. You are as beautiful on the inside as you are on the out and you exude that warmth and beauty. I choose you as my role model and shall aspire to age as gracefully and beautifully as you are. You have about ten years on me but you don't look it. That gives me ample time and if I can be nearly as lovely and loving as you, then I will have succeeded beyond my expectations. You are wonderful and I want to be certain that you know that I know that! I should smack myself for staying away so long. Shutting up now!
Bobbi
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Tell me what it is you intend to do with your one wild and precious life? -Mary Oliver
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