Some of you don't remember who I am.... I thought I better do some 'splainin' as to why I have been gone from the blogger world for so long...also I just need to vent and this is the good place to do it...this way you can either read or not read. Some of you have heard this before (I apologize to those who have) and some of you haven't. Either way I need to get this off my already saggy chest (sorry Mat) and get on to better things like pics of our camping trip and Easter and Snowbasin and Park City and my two little gils just having fun. Here it goes...
Life is hard for everyone but that is just life right...you just roll w/ the punches and get back up cuz your not the only one who is getting punched. Some people are actually getting punched much worse than you are so be thankful for the little punches you are getting. Easy enough to do right - right...no problem. BUT...what if you just keep getting punched in the same place over and over and over again and life just isn't caring how bad it hurts and that you have had enough of the punching.... GRIPES!! Do I sound like a baby or what? I know...I agree...BUT I am just so tired...tired of telling people I am 'good' when I am on the brink of tears. Tired of having to be the 'strong one' or the 'positive one'. Tired of being stressed and having a stressed hubby. Tired of having OCD and having a messy house cuz I am too tired to clean it. OH MY! That is enough of that. Gripes, that depressed me just typing it...lighter note...my saggy chest feels better. :) I am sorry for venting all that on my blog... I have been trying to do things that will help me not be so tired... like running w/ my little sissy @ 6:00 in the am...yes that helps me not be so tired (that just sounds weird). I have been taking time for (gasp) myself so I can be in a 'happy place' and therefore get the hubby and kids in that same 'happy place'. So far it is only sorda working (just being honest)... Good days and bad days happen...Just gotta think positive and look for the 'funnies' in life (thanks Marcia girl for pointing that out). I am so thankful for all that I do have - I am so glad to have my darling Chuckles to make me laugh when I get too serious
(yes he has to make me laugh a lot). I am so glad to have 2 little chicks to "peck me to death" and then give me kisses to make me feel better. I am so glad to have a roof over my head (even if it is still leaking...the water has made beautiful designs on the wall). I am thankful for the beliefs that I have and to know that the punching life gives us is actually for our good. Thanks for letting me blog/vent...we need to come up w/ a word that mixes both of those...blent...yup I like that. Thanks for letting me blent...loves and kisses to all!
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Gram
Tuesday – January 6, 2009
…Gramma Foxy…
It has been 3 months since this amazing, adorable, ornery, stubborn, funny and gentle woman passed away. I have tried many times to write about this event but haven’t been able…emotions have just been too high. I guess time does make some things easier.
My Gram passed away on October 6th, 2008. Gram had just started to be her spunky self after 2 years of sitting on the couch following a broken hip. She was finally starting to walk a little again and actually had a more positive outlook on life than she had for a while. It was so good for everyone to see her like this.
She was on her way to another Dr Appt when she decided to take off walking by herself to the car –well she fell and broke her other hip (good grief).
So Gram fell on Thursday and was in surgery on Friday. The surgery went well…they were actually able to make her legs the same length this time. Bonus if you are trying to walk. Ha ha
We were able to go up and see her on Sunday and had a fun visit w/ her. She held Ruby, showed Mabry how she did her breathing treatments and talked about the economy w/ Chuckles. She was happy and the mood was great. She was scheduled to go into an assisted living the next day for some INTENSE therapy. No way was it going to take her 2 more years to start walking around again.
Monday morning came and I was getting ready for work. The phone rang about 5:30 am…never good when the phone rings that early. Gram had suffered a brain aneurism and was in a coma. They didn’t give her very long to live. I was already dressed since I was on my way to work, I called Kimmy quickly and she agreed to pick me up.
I was pretty numb ever since the phone rang. Not sure what to expect? How serious was this? Is this really happening? She was so spunky the afternoon before. I was just talking to her not even 12 hours ago. Why does this happen? Is there anything they can do for her?
It was difficult to see my family members so sad. Difficult to see my dad, who has always been ten foot tall and bullet-proof, with red eyes and a heavy heart.
I will spare the details of the hospital but the mood was dreary and yet…I had a very peaceful feeling in my heart. I know this peace was from listening to General Conference that weekend and feeling the positive spirit from the talks.
I didn’t want anyone to speak or move…I just wanted to feel the peace and know what I believe. Gram was going to be re-united w/ my Gramps after a very long 12 years. She wasn’t going to be in pain and wouldn’t have to go thru the dreaded physical therapy that we all knew she hated. Still…the loss of a loved one…the one and only Gramma Foxy would be so hard for us all.
The funeral was very quaint and brought even more comfort from the words that were said. The most common thing repeated were the words un-conditional love for her family. No matter what…you always knew that Gram was there for you.
Even if you got a butterfly tattoo on your ankle, didn’t make it to a family party or didn’t make it to visit as much as you should have. Gram was there w/ a smile or a song just for you.
Thanks for making life a little sweeter Gram. We miss and love and can’t wait to see you again! – Love – Chuckles, Karisa, Mabry and Ruby
…Gramma Foxy…
It has been 3 months since this amazing, adorable, ornery, stubborn, funny and gentle woman passed away. I have tried many times to write about this event but haven’t been able…emotions have just been too high. I guess time does make some things easier.
My Gram passed away on October 6th, 2008. Gram had just started to be her spunky self after 2 years of sitting on the couch following a broken hip. She was finally starting to walk a little again and actually had a more positive outlook on life than she had for a while. It was so good for everyone to see her like this.
She was on her way to another Dr Appt when she decided to take off walking by herself to the car –well she fell and broke her other hip (good grief).
So Gram fell on Thursday and was in surgery on Friday. The surgery went well…they were actually able to make her legs the same length this time. Bonus if you are trying to walk. Ha ha
We were able to go up and see her on Sunday and had a fun visit w/ her. She held Ruby, showed Mabry how she did her breathing treatments and talked about the economy w/ Chuckles. She was happy and the mood was great. She was scheduled to go into an assisted living the next day for some INTENSE therapy. No way was it going to take her 2 more years to start walking around again.
Monday morning came and I was getting ready for work. The phone rang about 5:30 am…never good when the phone rings that early. Gram had suffered a brain aneurism and was in a coma. They didn’t give her very long to live. I was already dressed since I was on my way to work, I called Kimmy quickly and she agreed to pick me up.
I was pretty numb ever since the phone rang. Not sure what to expect? How serious was this? Is this really happening? She was so spunky the afternoon before. I was just talking to her not even 12 hours ago. Why does this happen? Is there anything they can do for her?
It was difficult to see my family members so sad. Difficult to see my dad, who has always been ten foot tall and bullet-proof, with red eyes and a heavy heart.
I will spare the details of the hospital but the mood was dreary and yet…I had a very peaceful feeling in my heart. I know this peace was from listening to General Conference that weekend and feeling the positive spirit from the talks.
I didn’t want anyone to speak or move…I just wanted to feel the peace and know what I believe. Gram was going to be re-united w/ my Gramps after a very long 12 years. She wasn’t going to be in pain and wouldn’t have to go thru the dreaded physical therapy that we all knew she hated. Still…the loss of a loved one…the one and only Gramma Foxy would be so hard for us all.
The funeral was very quaint and brought even more comfort from the words that were said. The most common thing repeated were the words un-conditional love for her family. No matter what…you always knew that Gram was there for you.
Even if you got a butterfly tattoo on your ankle, didn’t make it to a family party or didn’t make it to visit as much as you should have. Gram was there w/ a smile or a song just for you.
Thanks for making life a little sweeter Gram. We miss and love and can’t wait to see you again! – Love – Chuckles, Karisa, Mabry and Ruby
Monday, December 1, 2008
Mabrys Prayer...
Mabrys prayer 11/30/08
Mabry said prayers last night and it was the sweetest prayer she has said to this day. She did it w/out any help or prompting from mommy or daddy. They were not the words she usually says in her prayers and not the words that she hears us say in our prayers. I was crying when she said Amen…touched on so many levels. It was so good for my soul – Listening to my little girl talk to her Heavenly Father in her own sweet words - Seeing her with folded arms and closed eyes sitting on her princess sleeping bag – Feeling humble and so blessed to have such a pure example to learn from – Knowing that she is learning for herself how prayer will help her.
Mabes – my sweet, darling, sassy pants, yumm-a-licious 5 going on 15 year old… I hope and pray no matter what you choose in life that you know mommy and daddy love you no matter what.
Mabrys Prayer…
Dear Heavenly Father – thank you for my blessings, thank you for letting us go to church – thank you for my teacher, Sister Rhead – help me to be nice to my kindergarten friends – I love Jesus - Amen
Maybe a little too emotional but I had to write it down before I forgot it. One of those Ah-ha moments for me. Gripes...look what you started Melissa. Now I can't even see to type...sniff sniff!!
Mabry said prayers last night and it was the sweetest prayer she has said to this day. She did it w/out any help or prompting from mommy or daddy. They were not the words she usually says in her prayers and not the words that she hears us say in our prayers. I was crying when she said Amen…touched on so many levels. It was so good for my soul – Listening to my little girl talk to her Heavenly Father in her own sweet words - Seeing her with folded arms and closed eyes sitting on her princess sleeping bag – Feeling humble and so blessed to have such a pure example to learn from – Knowing that she is learning for herself how prayer will help her.
Mabes – my sweet, darling, sassy pants, yumm-a-licious 5 going on 15 year old… I hope and pray no matter what you choose in life that you know mommy and daddy love you no matter what.
Mabrys Prayer…
Dear Heavenly Father – thank you for my blessings, thank you for letting us go to church – thank you for my teacher, Sister Rhead – help me to be nice to my kindergarten friends – I love Jesus - Amen
Maybe a little too emotional but I had to write it down before I forgot it. One of those Ah-ha moments for me. Gripes...look what you started Melissa. Now I can't even see to type...sniff sniff!!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
PKU Breakfast 11/15/08
This was the annual PKU breakfast. Primary Childrens Hospital does this every year for the people that have metabolic disorders like PKU and others. They have free samples of food to try and lots of other information. It was @ Discovery Museum in the Gateway. This was the first year that Mabry really understood why we were there. You could just see the wheels in her head turning when we explained to her that all the other kids and grown-ups that were there had PKU just like her. I felt like crying and laughing at the same time. She was so excited to tell our families that she went to a breakfast where they had PKU food and that everyone else had PKU jut like her. For me it was a very sureal moment...so sad and happy for Mabry & Ruby. So thankful they will have each other to lean on if this PKU stuff gets too hard. So Sad that they have to deal w/ this for the rest of their lives. So thankful this is all they are dealing w/ right now - it could be much worse - So proud that Mabry and Ruby are doing so well on their diet and that Mabry is smart enough to know what she can and can't have. So thankful to have Dr's and dieticians to teach me how to take care of them. So thankful to have 2 beautiful daughters. Well...I have blabbed enough gripes! here are some fun pictures of the museum. I think Chuckles had just as much fun as Mabry did!!
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