Thursday, September 5, 2013
Some Drawings....
I have a little blue book that I draw in and I decided to share some of my drawings today, since I don't really want to write.
I might put more on some other time but this is all for now.
Hope they brighten your day.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Stuff That Some Persons Don't Talk About ...But I Am Now
Because of Labor day the office was closed on Monday, so I had i.v. today.
I was very glad because I was having so many seizures I think it was giving me a brain slur.
What is a brain slur? When you sit down to read a book only to realize that you have been reading the same page over and over for 20 minutes. When you keep forgetting what you are doing or what your going to do. You know that sort of thing............
Something still feels odd but I can't explain it.
I.v. helped me a lot anyway, and I got to see one of my friends and have one of the nurses fuss over me a bit .
I probably looked a bit sad and TRUTHFULLY I was.........................I was thinking about ......well, my friends from I.V. that died.
I can't not think about it.
I think about it every time I go there.
I sit in the chair you sat in.
I use the same i.v. pole you did.
We walked through the same doors.
We probably breathed the same air.
We were many times in the same room,
but now your not here.
You are gone, I stayed.
Then I think about who I have not seen in a long while.
Are you well my friend?
Are you out and about?
Are you in the hospital?
Are you in a nursing home or institution?
If you saw me would you know me?
If I saw you would I know you?
Are you gone my friend?
And well.....I wonder about that group of friends.
I don't think it is bad to think about those things....Do you??
We are all on a journey of sorts , and it does end.
I guess thinking about those people every time I go there or go by a certain place makes me feel closer to them.
But then again it's sort of heavy and SAD.
I was very glad because I was having so many seizures I think it was giving me a brain slur.
What is a brain slur? When you sit down to read a book only to realize that you have been reading the same page over and over for 20 minutes. When you keep forgetting what you are doing or what your going to do. You know that sort of thing............
Something still feels odd but I can't explain it.
I.v. helped me a lot anyway, and I got to see one of my friends and have one of the nurses fuss over me a bit .
I probably looked a bit sad and TRUTHFULLY I was.........................I was thinking about ......well, my friends from I.V. that died.
I can't not think about it.
I think about it every time I go there.
I sit in the chair you sat in.
I use the same i.v. pole you did.
We walked through the same doors.
We probably breathed the same air.
We were many times in the same room,
but now your not here.
You are gone, I stayed.
Then I think about who I have not seen in a long while.
Are you well my friend?
Are you out and about?
Are you in the hospital?
Are you in a nursing home or institution?
If you saw me would you know me?
If I saw you would I know you?
Are you gone my friend?
And well.....I wonder about that group of friends.
I don't think it is bad to think about those things....Do you??
We are all on a journey of sorts , and it does end.
I guess thinking about those people every time I go there or go by a certain place makes me feel closer to them.
But then again it's sort of heavy and SAD.
Monday, September 2, 2013
My Sister is Getting Married
Well one of my sisters.....
I am happy for her , but a little sad.
You know, she's grown up and soon we again will not be in the same house anymore.
September 21st.
She gave me her Cabbage Patch Kid to live with my other dolls.
She gave me back my Christmas stocking which she stole. (a long but silly story I am not going to tell right now)
I guess people normally get rid of some of their kid stuff when they are getting married, it just feels weird, I mean we used to play a good deal with her doll and though she hasn't played with her in years it still feels strange.
Well, that's all I am going to say now.
I am happy for her , but a little sad.
You know, she's grown up and soon we again will not be in the same house anymore.
September 21st.
She gave me her Cabbage Patch Kid to live with my other dolls.
She gave me back my Christmas stocking which she stole. (a long but silly story I am not going to tell right now)
I guess people normally get rid of some of their kid stuff when they are getting married, it just feels weird, I mean we used to play a good deal with her doll and though she hasn't played with her in years it still feels strange.
Well, that's all I am going to say now.
Thoughts ......
Sometimes I think about what I used to be like and what I have become.
I think about what I wanted to do....and what I am doing.
I think about that I used to do .....and what I can no longer do.
Yet somehow peace has not fled , it is alive and well.
Why?
Grace perhaps ?
Maybe the simple fact that if I don't want to live in my body where else am I going to live ......put an end to my unhappy thoughts.
Peace is still here...mostly because I believe that God has a plan for everything and I just have to trust.
If everything in the universe was just random and crazy I think I would be very afraid.
Actually I know I would be.
I think about what I wanted to do....and what I am doing.
I think about that I used to do .....and what I can no longer do.
Yet somehow peace has not fled , it is alive and well.
Why?
Grace perhaps ?
Maybe the simple fact that if I don't want to live in my body where else am I going to live ......put an end to my unhappy thoughts.
Peace is still here...mostly because I believe that God has a plan for everything and I just have to trust.
If everything in the universe was just random and crazy I think I would be very afraid.
Actually I know I would be.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Photos from Tobaccoland
Our cabin.
The neighbors tobaccy.
A bloomin Tobbacy
Daddy. :)
My friends and I looking at each others drawings.
Petting a baby pigmy goat!
The neighbors tobaccy.
A bloomin Tobbacy
Daddy. :)
My friends and I looking at each others drawings.
Petting a baby pigmy goat!
Thursday, August 29, 2013
To Tobaccoland
In case you were worried dear reader...I am sorry.
My daddy and I went on a trip sort of suddenly.
I told my Dad I wanted to go to Virginia, so he took me!!
That was rather surprising as it is about 8 or 9 hours away.
He wasn't sure I was up for a trip but I am going to have seizures no matter what it seems so we went.
He is brave!
I have so many friends in Virgina and my dad even took me to see my pen pal that I met in 2011 at a conference!!!
I couldn't even remember the house number but I knew the street.
Daddy didn't give up, he found my friend and we stopped by.
Boy was she surprised.
We mostly smiled and looked at each others drawings, and then I got to see their animals, as they have a farm.
I just have so many friends in Virginia, I feel overwhelmingly blessed.
My daddy and I went on a trip sort of suddenly.
I told my Dad I wanted to go to Virginia, so he took me!!
That was rather surprising as it is about 8 or 9 hours away.
He wasn't sure I was up for a trip but I am going to have seizures no matter what it seems so we went.
He is brave!
I have so many friends in Virgina and my dad even took me to see my pen pal that I met in 2011 at a conference!!!
I couldn't even remember the house number but I knew the street.
Daddy didn't give up, he found my friend and we stopped by.
Boy was she surprised.
We mostly smiled and looked at each others drawings, and then I got to see their animals, as they have a farm.
I just have so many friends in Virginia, I feel overwhelmingly blessed.
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