Scat you cat!!

If you let your cat roam the neighborhood and go to the bathroom in my yard then why can't I let my dog go do his business in your yard?

I really don't understand letting cats roam and doing their business where ever they want.  If I let my dog do that everyone would have a fit...wouldn't they?  And...I must say cat poo and pee stink pretty badly when they use your yard like a litter box!!!

Someone explain this to me...cause I just don't get it!

Goodbye to our "Ray" of light....

To my brother dear, 

Although you may not have lived very near....

You were always close at heart, 

Your quick wit and charm always played a part, 

You came from Jersey and headed to Ohio to start this life, 

You could not have asked for a better wife, 

Your children carry on your legacy and traits a bit, 

We see it in their smiles, their charm and their wit, 

Now you have left us leaving us all feeling sad, 

The only comfort we take is that you are now with Mom and Dad, 

May you rest in peace and feel no more pain, 

And then someday we will all be together again.      

Now I've been kicked in the gut....

As if it weren't bad enough that I lost my Mom this year...now it is looking as though I may lose my brother too.  :-(  I just got notified today that he has now moved to a hospice situation.  It's so heart breaking and he is 8 hours away.  :-(  I am trying to draw so much on the strength that my own Mom had during difficult situations but it is not easy.  We have (all 5 sisters) inquired and let them know if we are wanted we will be there but it must not be the situation.  I know when my own Dad was sick he did not want anyone seeing him that way and I totally get and respect that.

Finding strength during difficult times is not easy.  I pray....I pray...and I pray.  I don't know what else to do.  My Dad used to say "if you can't change the situation then there is no point in worrying about it".  My Mom would just say "it's gonna be alright and it will get better next year".  While both had good points.....I am still worrying.  This sucks.  CANCER sucks big time!!! Not only does it suck....it FUCKING SUCKS!!!

Rolling with the punches.

Life has given me some shitty hand outs this year.  I'm not liking it.  But....I'm trying my best to suck it all up, lift my chin up and keep on trucking.  I am trying to be strong and brave.  I am trying to think of it like the ocean and when your swimming and you get that first big wave that knocks you on your ass.... you come up and don't know where the hell you are...you got water up your nose...it feels terrible.  Then the ocean calms down...now you like it...yeah, this feels nice.  You turn your back and another wave is coming to knock you down......  Yeah...I'm caught in the wave and right now it's not feeling so good.  I'm trying to roll with it....  I do realize that life is short and if you spend too much time feeling sorry for yourself you will spend your whole life time that way.  I am trying NOT to do that.  But when things get rough...it's hard not to keep thinking about it.  Being strong is not easy.  I don't know how my Mom did it.  Yet.....no matter the circumstances and how bad it really was...she always told us it would be alright.  Yeah......I need to hear that.  <3