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I have spent a great deal of my life battling illness. I suffered from Crohn's Disease and eventually had abdominal surgery, thwarting the Crohn's and budding cancer cells. Since my surgery in 1995 I have been relatively free from Crohns', although I had several subsequent surgeries related to my ileostomy..When my disease was in remission, I don't think my husband realized how bad it could get, but he has stood by me. I also have suffered from various autoimmune disorders and am diagnosed with Stage IV Kidney Disease. Fortunately, I am maintaining and do not need dialysis at this point. We adopted our son and later found out he had cerebral palsy, so he became my career. Dan has had two surgeries and tons of therapy and is able to walk because of it. He is a college graduate and is employed as an Information Specialist. We are very proud of his accomplishements. I am now part of the retired generation and still getting used to the idea. I do enjoy crafting, traveling and being with family and friends. I am active in my church and feel that the hardships we endure are there to build our faith. I like to live life in the "now" as we never know how much time is left.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Crash and Burn

What I hate about vacations and holidays:  I read brochures, articles, etc.  I take in all the hype and then I am so let down when it doesn't live up to my expectations.

Yesterday was Mother's Day.  Did anyone wish me a Happy Mother's Day?  Hell no!  Did I get a card!  Not! Good ole hubby didn't get me a card either.  He said he took me to St Louis and that is my present.  I will remember that one.  My son was being an insensitive beast.  Apparently he was tired cause he didn't sleep well due to his sunburn.  He's 25 #@%#&* years old...and it's my responsibility to bring along sunscreen?  So, he was ugly.  Wasn't going to get dressed and go with us to my sister's for dinner.  My Mom is 91 and it is important to us to get all of us kids together.  Well, the little beast finally decided to get dressed but only after we threatened to leave him home and many tears were shed.

Now, when I cry, I cry buckets!  The tears just don't quit.  It is like the floodgates of any sadness I have been harboring have broken down.  I had to go to the drugstore to get my photos of St Louis.  I was noticeably depressed.  I told the girl behind the counter that sometimes it sucks to be Mother.  SHE wished me a Happy Mother's Day and gave me a hug.  Bless her soul.  Her Mom raised her right.  I must have screwed up somewhere along the line.

On the way to my Sis's, number one son apologised.  So, when we got to my family's, they were like, "what's wrong?"  I said, "It wouldn't be a holiday without a fight."

Thank God the rest of the day went well.  My niece told my son and husband to NEVER not get a card or flowers or something for a holiday, and that a woman does NOT mean it when she says she doesn't care.

We had a sumptuous turkey meal and many deserts.  Sat in the living room and told bawdy stories!  We laughed so hard I thought we would pee in our pants.   My Mom said we were all pigs, and my sister said I remember when you and Daddy would talk piggy too!....LOL  Mom still had to laugh and it was peculiar that her hearing suddenly improved.

So, today I can catch up on my gazillion loads of wash.  I have to get together with bff and see what wonderful things she learned this weekend and the stamping outing.  I missed it this year.  Oh well, there is always next year!

P.S.  Last night my son made me a Mother's Day card!

1 comment:

bad penny said...

Sometimes a stranger can make your day. My children didn't make a fuss of me this year & normally I'd get upset but I'd had a lovely weekend with my daughter before & we had a family meal out the following weekend. Hubby had booked to go out on the day but we postponed & enjoyed it far more a week later.
My mother was away with friends and I made sure hubby wished his mother a happy day.