So, you know that saying in life you always hear people
reminding you, “Don’t forget to stop and smell the roses!” Well, I’ve learned, that doesn’t apply. Not only to me, but also to hardly anyone I
know. The last time I blogged was last
July for crying out loud. Since then,
so many things have happened. In our
life, in our community, in everyone’s life.
It’s a whirlwind and you just get caught up in it and you don’t know
where to get off.
My kids are my life.
No matter what anyone may say behind my back, to my face, post
anonymously about me on Facebook or on Craigslist, they are the reason that I
survive and that I do my best at everything.
In August, during our not so fun trip to Shriner’s we were informed that
our daughter has a condition with her hips that is pretty much with her for
life. It causes her hips and knees to
rotate inward when she walks. It
worsens when she runs, causing some pretty severe issues with her posture and
upper torso. We learned that she could
have some inserts in her shoes that will help her a little; she’ll have to go
back every year at least once a year and have new fittings and eventually
braces. Around the age of 7, once she
has really grown they’ll reevaluate her growth in the socket of her hip. Not expecting any change they are predicting
she will have a pretty major surgery, wheelchair time and major
rehabilitation. So, I’m sorry to all of
you if our trip looked like we had fun.
There were circumstances we didn’t feel we needed to explain to
EVERYONE. We took the extra steps we
needed to make her trip fun, since in the future she will not want to go there
anymore. I’m sure you would dread the
word Minneapolis as a child if it meant you were going to go there and have
surgery. Think of it from a child’s
eyes my friends. I am using the word
friends lightly here. If you were truly
a friend, I wouldn’t even be writing this.
The same week that Miss K went to Minneapolis, I started my
journey in college. I worked with my
laptop on my lap in the car the entire way there, every night in the hotel
while everyone slept and the entire way home.
I worked full time the entire semester, all the while selling our
A-M-AZING cupcakes at the Farmer’s Markets every other week. Bev is so awesome helping me sell, but I
still bake them all on my own. Leon
helps me make frosting and I decorate them all. We still sell out every other week. While I was working, going to school and selling cupcakes Leon
was working 2 jobs. That makes for
single Mom status 3 nights a week. If
baseball or church or dance fell on those nights guess where Mom was at? So, guess what? When I pulled off that 4.0 at the end of the semester, you are
DAMN RIGHT I was gonna brag about it. I
WAS Wonder Woman! Don’t ask me how I
did it because I do not know. I’m doing
it still, but this time I’ve signed on for more credits. I want to graduate. If you read my blog at all you would know I
make my education a priority. I miss
things; I don’t hit the bars every weekend during the school semester. I get my papers done first. I don’t get to go to get-togethers all of
the time anymore but my real friends understand. I’ve bettered myself already.
I’ve moved up in the world, got a new job and learned what it’s like to
be treated like a human again. Life is
moving in the right direction again.
Through the month of September after we had time to decipher
what kind of toll these trips were going to mean on our family we came to the
decision that we should trade in our paid off vehicle for one that would be
more reliable. We were coming close to
mileage on it that it would not be worth much on a trade, it was coming close
to time to buy tires for it again, and we would need something bigger to haul a
wheelchair and luggage on those long trips if need be. So, we sent our friend all of the
information about our situation and told him how much we could afford to pay on
a payment each month since at that time we weren’t paying a payment and he sent
his guys to an auction to find exactly the car that would be right for our
family and whatever needs might arise.
We are very lucky to have a great relationship with a local bank and a
local dealer, however if you all can find a 2011 Nissan Pathfinder out there
for $2000 or less point me in that direction!
Since, that’s how we bought the car according to my “friend” on
Craigslist and my anonymous Facebook poster I want their dealer. That is a hell of a deal! They have connections!
I guess the whole point of my blog is not to inform everyone
or to even stick up for myself. I don’t
have to do that for anyone. It’s to
just prove to everyone what we should ALL know. People only put what they want others to know on Facebook. Maybe I didn’t want everyone to know every
detail of her Dr. visits. Maybe it just
hurt too much to type it all out, or maybe I just haven’t accepted it yet. People’s lives look much different on social
media than they actually are. You may
be happy on the outside but hurting on the inside. Do I hurt on the inside?
Sometimes. Not all the
time. I have a great support
system. Karrie, Jeff, Tami, Kendall,
Ron, Shelby, Nick, Brandi, Bev, Hunter you friends are my FAMILY and I would be
nowhere without my sisters Katie and Becky or my Mom and Dad. I miss Katie like
crazy. CRAZY. I still cry when she goes home.
We still talk on the phone for almost an hour even though I call to just
ask what size Isla or Ali wears. One
day it won’t be so hard. For now, we all move forward. One step at a time, one day at a time and
eventually we will all get there. It’s
a new year. A new us filled with new
opportunities. I won’t stop posting my
life in pictures or complaining about people or things I can’t control. That’s me!
For now, you get to see it all from my point of view. If it’s not your cup of tea, don’t drink it.
