For the past few days I have been busting my butt getting stuff done around home and Im tired real tired but in a good way the kinda way that lets you know your moving instead of just sitting still
The ever present road blocks are there of course..but I just want to keep moving through life hoping one day they will become so small I can swat them away like a gnat.
Helping my brother move his room around may not sound like a big deal but it can be because he would like it if someone else did it for him- MOM or ME..he would rather sit on his butt and watch.. NOT ON MY WATCH!!! so every few minutes he kept saying I need a break..ok..I will just wait until your done with your break ..finely after MANY MANY breaks its done.
Helping Mom--what can I say the more I try the more she worries I think shes to old to do things for herself, this is so far from the truth..Mom is the strongest woman I know and im not just saying this because shes my Mom I am saying it because it the truth. Not many people go through what she has and get up to face another day..one day I will write a blog to my Mom letting her read it to understand that hey its ok to have a bad day from time time..she IS and will ALWAYS be my HERO
Sorting out the abundance of paper work court documents, victim notices, transcripts , pictures of my brothers head injury, xrays,so many medical records Ive lost count,and of course his medical bills-over the million dollar amount now..oh yea a copy of the one and ONLY payment on his medical bills from SC Victims Advocacy fund..yes I know be greatfull they paid anything at all. I am greatfull but it sure would be sweet if just 1 out of the 9 people that did this to him had to pay something hell anything but they don't unless you can say they paid by being sent to prison for a few years then when they get out its over for them but it sure isn't for us, his injuries are for life.
Yup its a good tired im covered in bruises (the joy of blood thinners) I got the crap stung out of me first thing this morning (remembered to remove my ring) before having a panic attack wondering if I am allergic to what? heck if I know I didn't see it before it got me..am I able to breathe? well of course now I am but at the time I panicked I couldn't just my everyday crap..I went on to fix Roxy's house (dog) took Pooh (dog) for a walk fed Gator (bird) So I guess Im done complaining for now Ive licked my wounds once again---I WILL NEVER GIVE UP!!!
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gunn12fan

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Oct 23 @ 6:21PM
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Your awsome Don't give up keep on chugging along
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MrPaul

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Oct 23 @ 6:27PM
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You can do it What our Butterfly really is
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Jacksonboy

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Oct 23 @ 7:31PM
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You know not only do I admire my Mom and your Mom but I admire You too.
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silksox

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Oct 23 @ 8:38PM
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aww..Our sweetest MD flower...madam butterfly...
you keep truckin' girl...
Blessings.... silks
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WSOR

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Oct 23 @ 8:58PM
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Nope... you are related to the Energizer Bunny... you keep on going, no matter what!
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1frantastic

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Oct 23 @ 9:42PM
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you go girl!
we love ya
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edthepoet

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Oct 23 @ 10:11PM
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Your simply amazing and full of grit,bravo
Don't you dare do your son work.
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pinkypaula2

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Oct 23 @ 10:32PM
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kywonder

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Oct 24 @ 12:03AM
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You have that inner strength that so many don't have. You are like a Timex, you can take a "lickin'" but you keep on "tickin'" You are one person I admire and hope some day to just try on your shoes, I don't have to walk a mile in them. That within itself would be an honor. Love ya girlfriend.
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bardnsage

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Oct 24 @ 12:18AM
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We don't have an emoticon for "hug".
Good job,,
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sybnann

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Oct 25 @ 1:46AM
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Nope we cannot give up... ever. You and I are two people that know that one! I am glad you handled your brother the way that you did. I bet he got the message!
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BionicCouple

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Oct 27 @ 4:33AM
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Phew!!! I'm out of breath having just read that, I can only imagine how you felt.
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