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triggers and update
Well, I've been kinda quite on here lately, the holidays from halloween through new years are a trigger for me, for some reason that is when things seem to happen, and I just clam up.
I'm leaving for Florida in the next day or two, moving Vicky back down there. I can't even express how much I'm going to miss her and Jordan. But she has to do whatever it takes to be happy and provide for that little baby.
My sister and I had a major falling out, we probably will never speak to or see each other again. I finely enforced some bounderies, no more being walked all over, as a result, I lost her, she was my best friend.
After Jerrys breakdown, he came back, not even remembering what he did, he got back on his meds and is his old self, for him, it is like nothing happened, for me....I feel different about him, but I decided not to make any rash decisions with everything else going on.
Mike tried contacting me a couple more times and then just gave up, thank god.
So when I get back from Florida, there will be no one except Jerry. I'm determined to finish the motel, but once that is done, I don't know if I'll try to run it or sell it. Depending on how things work out with Jerry, I don't know where I'll go or what I'll do. I've decided not to plan on anything, just let life lead me where I'm supposed to go.
I'm really scared to let Vicky and Jordan go back, I will not be close enough to watch out for them or even help them, so I'm holding onto my faith. She has come this far from the hell she experienced, it's time I allow her to spread her wings and fly.
Love you guys,
B
I'm leaving for Florida in the next day or two, moving Vicky back down there. I can't even express how much I'm going to miss her and Jordan. But she has to do whatever it takes to be happy and provide for that little baby.
My sister and I had a major falling out, we probably will never speak to or see each other again. I finely enforced some bounderies, no more being walked all over, as a result, I lost her, she was my best friend.
After Jerrys breakdown, he came back, not even remembering what he did, he got back on his meds and is his old self, for him, it is like nothing happened, for me....I feel different about him, but I decided not to make any rash decisions with everything else going on.
Mike tried contacting me a couple more times and then just gave up, thank god.
So when I get back from Florida, there will be no one except Jerry. I'm determined to finish the motel, but once that is done, I don't know if I'll try to run it or sell it. Depending on how things work out with Jerry, I don't know where I'll go or what I'll do. I've decided not to plan on anything, just let life lead me where I'm supposed to go.
I'm really scared to let Vicky and Jordan go back, I will not be close enough to watch out for them or even help them, so I'm holding onto my faith. She has come this far from the hell she experienced, it's time I allow her to spread her wings and fly.
Love you guys,
B
What is “butt dust?”
What, you ask, is 'butt dust?' Read on and you'll discover .....
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After a while he asked: 'Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?'
MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, 'If you don't remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.'
STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. 'I love you so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window.'
BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a pain killer. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: 'How does it know it's me?'
SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. 'Please don't give me this juice again,' she said. 'It makes my teeth cough.'
DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: 'How much do I cost?'
MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that was hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: 'Why is he whispering in her mouth?'
CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, 'I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in it?'
JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: 'The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.' Concerned, James asked:''What happened to the flea?'
TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget: this particular Sunday sermon...
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face, 'Without you, we are but dust...' He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
JACK (age 3) was watching his Mom breast-feeding his new baby sister. After a while he asked: 'Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?'
MELANIE (age 5) asked her Granny how old she was. Granny replied she was so old she didn't remember any more. Melanie said, 'If you don't remember you must look in the back of your panties. Mine say five to six.'
STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. 'I love you so much that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window.'
BRITTANY (age 4) had an earache and wanted a pain killer. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she'd have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: 'How does it know it's me?'
SUSAN (age 4) was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. 'Please don't give me this juice again,' she said. 'It makes my teeth cough.'
DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: 'How much do I cost?'
MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that was hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: 'Why is he whispering in her mouth?'
CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, 'I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in it?'
JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: 'The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.' Concerned, James asked:''What happened to the flea?'
TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, 'Why doesn't your skin fit your face?'
The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget: this particular Sunday sermon...
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face, 'Without you, we are but dust...' He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Cutting out the middle man….OT
This is an actual conversation between my 7yo daughter and me, her 56 yo dad this past week. For those of you who don't
'know" us, her mom is an active A and we've been divorced 18 mths and I have been blessed with sole custody. Oh and she is an only child.
Out of the blue while driving around doing errands:
DD (very seriously): Dad, I want a sister.
Me (thoughtfully): Well you never know what God has in store for us, maybe He'll send us a nice lady with a daughter around your age, like what happened with your mom when she was a little kid.
DD (seriously again): No dad, I want a BABY sister.
Me : Gee, sorry, but I'm afraid I'm too old now to be having any more babies.
DD (Gleefully): Maybe He'll send us one that's already pregnant!
Me (dryly) : Yes that would be splendid! :c029:
You can't make this kind of stuff up. :a194:
Thanks and God bless us all,
Coyote
'know" us, her mom is an active A and we've been divorced 18 mths and I have been blessed with sole custody. Oh and she is an only child.
Out of the blue while driving around doing errands:
DD (very seriously): Dad, I want a sister.
Me (thoughtfully): Well you never know what God has in store for us, maybe He'll send us a nice lady with a daughter around your age, like what happened with your mom when she was a little kid.
DD (seriously again): No dad, I want a BABY sister.
Me : Gee, sorry, but I'm afraid I'm too old now to be having any more babies.
DD (Gleefully): Maybe He'll send us one that's already pregnant!
Me (dryly) : Yes that would be splendid! :c029:
You can't make this kind of stuff up. :a194:
Thanks and God bless us all,
Coyote
My sister
I'm not sure where to post this as it is weighing heavy on my heart tonight. I am a recovering alcoholic. My baby sister is 46 years and a meth addict. She's been on some kind of drug since she was 12 years old. She's 46 now and homeless.
My brother, a recovering meth addict himself who has been clean and sober for almost 10 years called tonight. He's letting our sister sleep in a shed on the edge of his property as she has no where else to go. She's lived with him in the past but was bringing "scumbags" over to party so he asked her to leave.
As she has burned every bridge to family and friends she really is living on the streets. I haven't spoken to her in several years and that was at a funeral. She's very charming, intelligent and can be fun. But her need for drugs makes her steal anything and everything she can get her hands on.
Several years ago she was arrested and court-ordered to spend a year in the
Salvation Army Rehab. According to her, she got little addiction education but was made to work in the shop. She told me then she had no intention of getting clean and this was basically a "vacation" from drugs.
I realize there's nothing I can do for her but hold a positive thought that she would get sick and tired of that life.
Brother and I talked about getting her into some sort of rehab. I used to have a few connections and might be able to call in a few favors and wangle her a place in an inpatient facility at no cost. I offered her this in the past and she declined. So, I guess there's nothing more I can do.
If you all would be so kind to pray for her to have a moment of clarity, I would greatly appreciate it. I believe it's all that's left to do.
She had a long history of being enabled by our parents. And other addicts she hangs with.
It breaks my heart to know she's in such a bad way.
I do believe I have detached with love. But it still hurts. I think I have a degree of anger for being cheated out of relationship with her. And sadness that there's little I can do.
We have little family left. It's just me, our brother and another meth addicted sister. We have no idea where the other sister is.
Please think of us and if you are the praying sort, offer up for her.
Thank you.
Love,
Lenina
My brother, a recovering meth addict himself who has been clean and sober for almost 10 years called tonight. He's letting our sister sleep in a shed on the edge of his property as she has no where else to go. She's lived with him in the past but was bringing "scumbags" over to party so he asked her to leave.
As she has burned every bridge to family and friends she really is living on the streets. I haven't spoken to her in several years and that was at a funeral. She's very charming, intelligent and can be fun. But her need for drugs makes her steal anything and everything she can get her hands on.
Several years ago she was arrested and court-ordered to spend a year in the
Salvation Army Rehab. According to her, she got little addiction education but was made to work in the shop. She told me then she had no intention of getting clean and this was basically a "vacation" from drugs.
I realize there's nothing I can do for her but hold a positive thought that she would get sick and tired of that life.
Brother and I talked about getting her into some sort of rehab. I used to have a few connections and might be able to call in a few favors and wangle her a place in an inpatient facility at no cost. I offered her this in the past and she declined. So, I guess there's nothing more I can do.
If you all would be so kind to pray for her to have a moment of clarity, I would greatly appreciate it. I believe it's all that's left to do.
She had a long history of being enabled by our parents. And other addicts she hangs with.
It breaks my heart to know she's in such a bad way.
I do believe I have detached with love. But it still hurts. I think I have a degree of anger for being cheated out of relationship with her. And sadness that there's little I can do.
We have little family left. It's just me, our brother and another meth addicted sister. We have no idea where the other sister is.
Please think of us and if you are the praying sort, offer up for her.
Thank you.
Love,
Lenina
