While spending the morning with my hubby talking about nothing important and both doing our little things, my husbands little thing was gluing something with super glue and said I couldn’t laugh if his hand was stuck to it, so I laughed ahead of time.
the funny thing is his hand wasn’t stuck and neither was what he was gluing, He said sometimes it takes a while. My response: “Isn’t it funny how it takes a while for it to stick to whatever you are gluing it to but every time I have ever used it my fingers are stuck together immediately”? Isn’t it ironic
Thank you daily inspiration
There is a mysterious world on the thin strip of paper hidden behind the picture frames that quietly waits for the awkward moment.
The creatures of this world, are the rejects only labeled “who is that “, usually stay hidden from view but at times do appear in the one picture that everyone has smiled in, awkward!.
Human nature causes us to do everything imaginable to get the unwanted participant back hidden under the frame, cut it, turn it, resized the picture, get a different frame have become a familiar ritual just to get the “Who is that” visitor back to his world and under control.
It will most likely be a vicious cycle for as long as paper is available .
Save the planet go digital.
Thanks for the inspiration
Reading about blogging through grief accidently turned me into a sobbing useless wreck for an hour when I decided to wake up and write my own and see if it helps. In October 2013 I was hospitalized for going into preterm labor and that is where I stayed for what seemed like forever. I had been under an enormous amount of stress from my family (extended family aunts and uncles) and it was apparently getting to me. On November 25 my mother-in-law passed away having lost to cancer. I was not about to attend the memorial service still being in the hospital and it being against medical advice. Apparently sometimes those doctors know what they are talking about. On December 2nd at 8 am I went into labor and delivered twins at only 25 weeks. John and Jason were amazing weighing just under 2 pounds each. The first few days were quite a ride, they went from improving to having infections to being taken off medication to having brain bleed, both of them. They were not even cared for in the same room but they both ended up with lung infections at the same time. I inquired because in my opinion you get an infection by being infected. Probably when the housekeeper was empting the trash right next to his open pod.
Our sons passed away only 17 days after they were born after having been given a grave prognosis and being told that the had no chance and it was in our best interest to terminate life support. I kick my self about every day wonder who I thought I was to make that decision for them. Especially after finding out the only life support they were on was a respirator. They fought so hard but their little faces looked like they were a hundred years old and had lived a hard life. At least they were finally at peace.
Not 3 days after we were contacted that they needed the final arrangements for the babies and we told them that we would be coming to pick them up. We had planned on burying them on family property. When we went to pick them up we were told that that case had been turned over to the Adult protective services to investigate. We were even more upset at this point as we were right on the skirt of Christmas. I was leery wondering how CPS would be involved, they didn’t have enough money to take care of the children being beat to death but are still alive. As it turned out they lied but the accurate part was that it had been referred to CPS in the form of a complaint against me and my daughter was not being cared for among other things. When we got the call we were in her office with in 3 hours and she told us it was the strangest case she had ever seen. After the investigation there was found to be no error or my part.
Our choice to take possession and transport the babies was made after much research and documentation. Sometimes called home funeral or home burial in the state of Texas it is legal to take possession of a deceased person by the next of kin. We just decided the $900 each would be better spent on our daughters college fund. They were only 2 pounds each and for a 6 foot man we were going to move in a trash can. It took the help of the head of legal for home burials in our area to step in and we came to an agreement although it was not the legal or appropriate one. So they are at peace in our favorite place.
Our tragedy like so many others took a part of both of our spirits but we move on with the thought ” The ones we love live on in the memories we share of them.” It is just to bad that a closed minded and nosey person had to make a bad situation worse.
Thank you for the inspiration
I am not that concerned with the sins, all I can do is be the most honest and ethical person I can, all else will fall into place.
But one day I guess I was feeling a bit mouthy and tweeted “just because they make that in your size doesn’t mean you should wear it”. It was at a water park and I was not interested in seeing how much some could let hang out of a bathing suit and think it was ok.
This is what came to mind when I read the inspiration today
A few years ago my mom died far to young of brain cancer, thankfully she had retired 10 years before that and got a chance to enjoy retired life and boy did she. The one thing that she really missed out on was being a grandma and she told me and my sister constantly. Luckily my sister had a baby six months before she passed away so she got to know a little piece of that joy. As for me I now have a daughter and am 40 years old and have no idea what to do and no one to ask, my mother in law was also lost to cancer this past November and only saw our daughter a few times.
Here is the touchy part. How do I handle discipline? do you spank or not, what if she is faking crying, how do I know if she is sick. I know there are a million answers and I would love to see them all, not to mention the answer to: If you could give one piece of information to a new mom what would it be?
1.Drive home from the airport with the windows down and breath in the clean country air and try to reduce the smell of the city
2. Chase cows in my car
3. Go for a treasure walk to see what surprises the land left us to find.
4. Watch the deer run across the yard at sunset
5. look up at the night sky and watch a billion stars shine bright and see a few fall
6. Make wishes
7. Go to sleep dreaming they come true.
Don’t worry about getting stuck in the rain, you’re not made of sugar you won’t melt.
Sorry for the short post, no time but inspired by post of the day