Got two in the family dealing with two different issues and all I can do is offer my support.
Part of me feels comfortable saying I am doing all I can do and the other part says you have to find a way to do more.
I stand firm and move forward because going backwards is not an option but there are moments where the challenge feels greater than I.
That is how the game is played and all we can do is play our best hand and hope.
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
Sometimes People Let You Down
Been thinking for a while about writing a post about people and expectations. For now this is a quick hit and run that I may use as a placeholder.
Ran into some significant challenges not so long ago and became very aware of who was around to support me and who wasn't.
It pissed me off that some people I considered to be important weren't there and I found myself wondering if I was being fair or unfair about it.
In theory we should be kind to those who don't know about our struggles.
But I struggled with that because some of them should have known. They should have been there or so I felt.
What I haven't decided is if that was a selfish and immature position or something else. That is sort of what the post I am going to write is about.
Hurts my heart, it does.
Ran into some significant challenges not so long ago and became very aware of who was around to support me and who wasn't.
It pissed me off that some people I considered to be important weren't there and I found myself wondering if I was being fair or unfair about it.
In theory we should be kind to those who don't know about our struggles.
But I struggled with that because some of them should have known. They should have been there or so I felt.
What I haven't decided is if that was a selfish and immature position or something else. That is sort of what the post I am going to write is about.
Hurts my heart, it does.
That Shmata Queen
I need to call the Shmata Queen or at least check in via text/email because it has been far too long since we engaged in "proper communications."
Life got in the way of a bunch of things and I have spent a ton of time juggling chainsaws and torches.
Somewhere along the way she and I got lost and I am ready to go looking for her.
Don't know precisely what she'll say or do, all I have are my hopes and suspicions.
It is time to reconnect.
Life got in the way of a bunch of things and I have spent a ton of time juggling chainsaws and torches.
Somewhere along the way she and I got lost and I am ready to go looking for her.
Don't know precisely what she'll say or do, all I have are my hopes and suspicions.
It is time to reconnect.
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