Part One-
Deepest thanks to all who have send good thoughts and prayers my way. Each thought and prayer has surrounded me with a great comfort. Thank you TDK family. I talked to someone at the woman’s shelter and she said my situation is a difficult one because of the animals, having a child over 12 years old and the no job, no car thing. The ol’ man works out of town during the week so it has been rather peaceful and pleasant as long as I don’t go outside. He called me to say he should stay off the whiskey. Well, yeah, no duh. He has been very nice to me on his daily phone calls. This little drama happens about every month or so and, folks, it is getting really old. As you know I haven’t shared very much about myself. For a long time I was amazed by how much people would share of themselves on the internet. I’ve come to realize this sharing has brought this community together and has made it what it is. People who can identify with each other and be of comfort and support to each other. This group has filled a need in all of our lives. Thank you for letting me be a little part of it.
Part Two-
This past week end was an awful one for me. I got yelled at for four days because the ol’ man was tired from work, sick with the forth or fifth cold in a row and drunk. I was told I was a loser. No one liked me. I was fat. I was ugly. I’m a terrible mother. I can’t keep a job. I’m lazy. I’m dirty. Etc. So I stayed in the pity bag. I did something I thought I would never do. Post on the internet that I needed some good thoughts. Well, I’m so glad I did. You people are the best! You have made a huge and wonderful difference in this little chickie’s life. Oops, sorry got side tracked. On Tuesday morning I had to take my son to school and as I was walking out to the car the ol’ man’s mother and a neighbor turned there backs to me when they saw me. I said good morning to them and they just ignored me. I rolled my eyes and went about my business. When I came home I got on the internet, visited web sites, lurked and read posts I usually don’t read. I read the story about the 13 year old girl and her tragic myspace experience. It dawned on me that I live with seven people who would do something like this and smile while they bragged about it. I bet that ice hotel is warmer than all these people combined. How sad. On another site I came across this quote ‘Life is what you make of it. Your success or failure is not based upon what has happened to you, but on what you make happen. - R.Clegg’. Another affirmation. You do make your own life. I know mine isn’t wonderful or filled with ‘things’ but I am happy and content with myself. I think I’m a good person with a kind heart. I’m shy and don’t say too much. The people I live with are miserable from their own making. I don’t want to be around it. I’m not sure when I’ll be out. My son graduates high school in June. My son told me to hang tough we’ll get through this.
Part Three-
Ange has been asking me for my address for the Christmas card list and I’ve been stalling. I told her I wouldn’t have an address to send them to. I just didn’t want the ol’ man’s parents seeing the cards that may be coming my way. They would get mad at me. (They’ve been mad at me for much, much less.) So what. Let them be mad. They are the one’s who are miserable. Not me. TDK is part of my life. TDKers are my family and I’m sending Ange my current address.
Part Four-
Thank you all for being here for me. Thank you for your love and support. There are TDKers with much more serious life issues than what I have. I keep you all in my thoughts and prayers every day. Peace and health to everyone and their families. You are the best. Thanks for taking the time to read my disjointed ramblings. Luv you all. Smoochies! (((HUGS)))
