This month has been a long one. The kids have been on Spring Break for a month. It has been the longest month of my life. It doesn't help that the oldest is at the age where everything is a question and yet no answer given is correct. I have gotten so tired of hearing "Mom! What does...?" or "Mom! Why does...?", so annoying. The younger two have been trying to say out of trouble but the two of them together is trouble, so they haven't been doing a very good job. The boy is getting more violent the more time he is forced to hang out with his sisters. I can not wait for it to go back to he and I.
I have been feeling more and more like slipping away. Just leaving everyone behind for a few days. I need to recharge my battery. Be an adult and not just a Mom. If I knew having kids was this darn hard I would have never signed up for this. They are all cute when they are ity bity but as soon as they get out of that cute baby stage they slowly begin to mess with you life and you head. Ahhh kids. I want to run away. I wish I could kidnap Chuck and we could both run away. Leave the blood suckers to fend for themselves. I know I can't ever do that, but FUCK I sure do wish I could.
I think I might try and stay with my Dad this weekend. All my friends live to far away or are busy with there kid free lives. Maybe I can just be Liz again. Because that's all I really want. I want an identity that doesn't involve being a mom or a wife. Although I am both of those, don't get me wrong. But sometimes it would be nice to be me. I just want a life.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Good-bye to a Hooker
A very close family friend passed away. A brother to The Husband. It seems so weird. Like it didn't happen. It still hasn't completely sunk in that we won't be seeing him again. We won't drink another beer with him, we won't have another cook out with him, we won't ever talk to him again.
When my grandmother passed it was easier, as easy as death can be on a person, she was older and had been suffering. She had pretty much given up her will to live and was asking God to bring her home. He was only in his thirty's. Full of life, wanting nothing more than to run his business, love his wife and live life to the fullest. I know there were issues and complications that his body just wasn't able to over come. But it still doesn't seem fair. He had so much going for him, so many blessings from God. All to be taken away. I know he is at peace now, no longer in pain. But man is he going to be missed. He affected our lives so much, so I know he must have been a major factor in a billion other lives. He was an amazing guy. He never gave up or gave in. He always had a dream and was always trying to reach it. He had a head on his shoulders. And although he tried to act tough he was a big old softy when he was around his family and friends. He had fine taste in classic cars, if I do say so myself. And he sure knew how to pick an amazing wife. When he was lacking strength she had it. They were made for each other. I remember all the drunken car rides home when he and The Husband would get hammered. I remember shooting the shit with him. And the pool party and the birthday parties.
I have learned so much from him and his wife. I have learned never to let anyone or anything get you down. He showed me no matter how shitty the situation there was always a GOLD lining. And to always keep dreaming. She showed me how to really be a wife. How to be amazingly strong when you just want to give up. And how to handle yourself when your insides are breaking. I am so grateful to have gotten to know and love him because without him I wouldn't have been able to know and love his amazing wife.
RIP my friend. Without you San Diego would have been another Nashville. You saved us from ourselves and introduced us to San Diego(and pretty much everyone in it). Xoxoxo, we will never forget you and always love you...See you in heaven buddy.
When my grandmother passed it was easier, as easy as death can be on a person, she was older and had been suffering. She had pretty much given up her will to live and was asking God to bring her home. He was only in his thirty's. Full of life, wanting nothing more than to run his business, love his wife and live life to the fullest. I know there were issues and complications that his body just wasn't able to over come. But it still doesn't seem fair. He had so much going for him, so many blessings from God. All to be taken away. I know he is at peace now, no longer in pain. But man is he going to be missed. He affected our lives so much, so I know he must have been a major factor in a billion other lives. He was an amazing guy. He never gave up or gave in. He always had a dream and was always trying to reach it. He had a head on his shoulders. And although he tried to act tough he was a big old softy when he was around his family and friends. He had fine taste in classic cars, if I do say so myself. And he sure knew how to pick an amazing wife. When he was lacking strength she had it. They were made for each other. I remember all the drunken car rides home when he and The Husband would get hammered. I remember shooting the shit with him. And the pool party and the birthday parties.
I have learned so much from him and his wife. I have learned never to let anyone or anything get you down. He showed me no matter how shitty the situation there was always a GOLD lining. And to always keep dreaming. She showed me how to really be a wife. How to be amazingly strong when you just want to give up. And how to handle yourself when your insides are breaking. I am so grateful to have gotten to know and love him because without him I wouldn't have been able to know and love his amazing wife.
RIP my friend. Without you San Diego would have been another Nashville. You saved us from ourselves and introduced us to San Diego(and pretty much everyone in it). Xoxoxo, we will never forget you and always love you...See you in heaven buddy.
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