Hi…

It was nice sitting in on the Table Talk this morning with Trish & Denise. I’m hoping to do more of that soon. I would have been on earlier too but I have a bi-polar relative who has a hard time understanding time boundaries. It’s all in a day.

Have you ever thought of life being in circles? Meaning something you do years prior comes back and provides as positive experience for something else? Or do you think of it in terms of “running in circles” like a child or a dog would, i.e., “chasing your tail.” I have desperately tried to look at this time as the former. Everything I do now will serve a purpose and everything I’ve ever done will come full circle and serve its purpose to help me now. I’m very thankful for those blessings, even if I do “chase my tail” occasionally.

Mourning, Smiling, Crying, Laughing.

Getting financial affairs in order; most of the little bills have been done. Now it’s just the car and the mortgage, then I’ll work on some small stuff. Started addressing the medical bills too.  Yechh!

I’ve reclaimed the master bedroom for my own with all my own clothes in one room, a bed, and new paint (Calm Air, Toasted Nutmeg). Kinda strange, this room I created for myself, considering I haven’t had that for the past three years.

Been able to donate some of Hubby’s things out to very specific people with very specific needs. I’ve even found a group to take some catheters as many don’t have the funds or insurance to afford them.

Re-arranged the kitchen/computer room to create an office for myself and work area for Twinkie. She was so proud of me. I even found a bunch of computer parts and put together a working computer for her use alone.

Cleaned out the garage I now have a working area to put donations and hopefully garage sale stuff.

I completed my resume, and have found two people to help me write my book, “Surviving a Storm…and Smiling!”

Continued with my EP stuff in the background as best I could. I’ll post soon on a journey with Trish’s brother’s helmet!  :-)

I’ve decided that one day each month will be Twinkie and Mommy day. We had our first last month and it was a lot of fun. We went to McD’s, Walmart’s for toys, then ice cream and the park.

Twinkie started a private school with funds donated to us as I couldn’t find anyone in the public education system who was willing to accommodate an almost 6-year-old who reads at an above 6th grade level. She absolutely loves the school and I love that they so easily encourage parent/teacher interaction.  he hard part was that Daddy couldn’t see it. Though we know he does from up above.

Hubby’s aunt who I finally got to meet a year before his accident passed away Saturday, August 4.  Tough, in too many ways.

Been on a couple of interviews and have been asked to be a regular blogger for a local online newspaper.

The entire wireless internet system blew up and cost me attendance at a new committee I was sitting on for Mass Care Sheltering. But it wasn’t my fault. It was ATT’s and I even figured out how to prove it to them. Hubby is probably laughing!

Trying to catch back up to my writing here. I miss it. I miss all of you.

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Okay…and I start a new job on August 20!  It will be working with a local Independent Living Center that I’ve already done some work with with my activities in the community. It is part-time so it works completely with Twinkie’s needs and I’m very honored that they considered me. This will allow me to segue back into the world, keep an eye on Twinkie, balance Social Security and keep up with my EP stuff and other items.

I’ve got to run…

Oh, the DUELING RABBI’s…

In Jewish custom, the body is to be buried within 48 hours. But we understood that family wanted to come. So we moved to four days out. They didn’t come after all. Then there was question of Hubby being buried with a prayer shawl that not one person on any level told me of until I received three-hours notice and then it was too late. But the highlight was when we I had spoken with Rabbi A and told him that I also wanted Rabbi B to be able to say something at my Hubby’s graveside. Rabbi A – Orthodox Jew. Rabbi B – Messianic Jew. I didn’t care about the religion, I cared about what my husband wanted. He wanted traditional custom with some personalization.

Rabbi A blew a fit because he felt that Messianic’s at an Orthodox burial would not conduct themselves properly and refused to conduct the service. Rabbi B tried to change a tiny piece and backed down at my insistence. However! I told the funeral home the following (with all respect to “men”-kind), “If Rabbi A can’t be man enough to man up and conduct himself accordingly without worrying about religious differences, then he doesn’t deserve to officiate for my hubby. Furthermore, religion is not is what at stake here. My hubby has been through H-ll and deserves more honor at his burial then being witness to a stupid personal conflict.”

The funeral home rep got very, very quiet. Then said, “You are right. 100%  I will find someone for you.” He did, too!

Just because my friend, my husband passed doesn’t mean I will stop standing up for him.

What was that about circles again?!!

The Roaring Mouse