I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
~Dr. Seuss
My mom has Cancer...again. Cancer. Again. One word can change the way you see everything. One word can make your heart skip a beat, make your stomach turn circles, and send your anxiety to new levels.
Tumors, biopsies, Cancer...Chapel Hill...Chemo...surgery...appointments...a fight. We are still waiting for her in-depth diagnosis. We are waiting for her plan. In short, we wait.
Our mother has always been a fighter; strong and courageous. But this battle she will not fight alone. We are with her through each step of the way. Any one of us would gladly take her cancer upon ourselves if it meant she would be safe, and well. But cancer doesn't work that way.
So sleep well momma, I'll bring the bat.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Cheers to Bad Grammar, Run-ons and Terrible Punctuation...
This is for you mom. :) you know I love you.
I grew up on the cusp on the spell-check age. We turned in typed copies the majority of my college prep years. I right-clicked my way through most assignments and never gave all those squiggly red and green lines a second thought.
I was discussing my blog with my mom. As an undeclared professional proofreader, she's appalled that someone as myself can write something with so many errors. Mind you, I DO have an English degree. However, I did remind her that a blog is supposed to be the written version of a thought, or in my case, thousands of thoughts that run together and typically make no sense. Was that a run-on with lots of commas? :)
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I was able to see my family for an extended visit home to the beach for 10 days. It was so nice to be back.
Don't get me wrong, there isn't a damn thing wrong with WV. Hell, look at the license plate, it's "Wild and Wonderful". We're blessed with an amazing family here. But, I am not a WV girl. I've got sand and salt water coursing through my veins. Everyone has their HOME and for each and every person, their home is the best. It's what made them; it's who they are. There isn't one place that is BETTER than another, unless you ask a person their own opinion. For one, their home is going to better than the others.
So for me, my home is the best. And I miss my home.
I miss the South and all that goes along with it. I miss the BBQ, the real BBQ. The kind that makes your mouth turn in a little, fried chicken, greens, the waterway, slow-ass people on a Sunday (well I guess that's everywhere, on any given day!), sweating as soon as you walk out the door, "yes Ma'am", "no Ma'am", assumed community responsibility, black people, hispanic people, produce stands EVERYWHERE, sandy feet, lawn chairs, boat shoes and boat trailers, bathing suits as proper attire, a southern draw, pine trees, dogwoods, azaleas, family ...everything I grew up with, I miss. Grass is always greener right? Well...the grass stays greener a lot longer down there.
You can't help what you love.
I love my family.
We're boring, pretty quiet at times. We've been known to stare at the TV and not say a word. But I don't care. I love them.
My parents have worked hard their entire lives. Who's hasn't I guess. My mom worked as a nurse for a long time...working her way up the food chain. She's now what I like to call a big-wig for a large pharmaceutical development company. Of course she wants to pull her hair out on a daily basis. What do they say?, "With great power comes great responsibility", and a lot of annoying people that don't leave you alone and make your hair turn grey". My Daddy is now retired after a long career in law enforcement. More specifically he worked in homicide (juvenile I believe!), yikes. He also owned his own successful computer business for years, sold that and finally bought a boat and an x-box and left the working to the rest of the world...and mom. :) It's a nice break for daddy. He's always wanted a boat. You should see the peace on his face when he climbs in it, priceless.
I grew up on the cusp on the spell-check age. We turned in typed copies the majority of my college prep years. I right-clicked my way through most assignments and never gave all those squiggly red and green lines a second thought.
I was discussing my blog with my mom. As an undeclared professional proofreader, she's appalled that someone as myself can write something with so many errors. Mind you, I DO have an English degree. However, I did remind her that a blog is supposed to be the written version of a thought, or in my case, thousands of thoughts that run together and typically make no sense. Was that a run-on with lots of commas? :)
------
I was able to see my family for an extended visit home to the beach for 10 days. It was so nice to be back.
Don't get me wrong, there isn't a damn thing wrong with WV. Hell, look at the license plate, it's "Wild and Wonderful". We're blessed with an amazing family here. But, I am not a WV girl. I've got sand and salt water coursing through my veins. Everyone has their HOME and for each and every person, their home is the best. It's what made them; it's who they are. There isn't one place that is BETTER than another, unless you ask a person their own opinion. For one, their home is going to better than the others.
So for me, my home is the best. And I miss my home.
I miss the South and all that goes along with it. I miss the BBQ, the real BBQ. The kind that makes your mouth turn in a little, fried chicken, greens, the waterway, slow-ass people on a Sunday (well I guess that's everywhere, on any given day!), sweating as soon as you walk out the door, "yes Ma'am", "no Ma'am", assumed community responsibility, black people, hispanic people, produce stands EVERYWHERE, sandy feet, lawn chairs, boat shoes and boat trailers, bathing suits as proper attire, a southern draw, pine trees, dogwoods, azaleas, family ...everything I grew up with, I miss. Grass is always greener right? Well...the grass stays greener a lot longer down there.
You can't help what you love.
I love my family.
We're boring, pretty quiet at times. We've been known to stare at the TV and not say a word. But I don't care. I love them.
My parents have worked hard their entire lives. Who's hasn't I guess. My mom worked as a nurse for a long time...working her way up the food chain. She's now what I like to call a big-wig for a large pharmaceutical development company. Of course she wants to pull her hair out on a daily basis. What do they say?, "With great power comes great responsibility", and a lot of annoying people that don't leave you alone and make your hair turn grey". My Daddy is now retired after a long career in law enforcement. More specifically he worked in homicide (juvenile I believe!), yikes. He also owned his own successful computer business for years, sold that and finally bought a boat and an x-box and left the working to the rest of the world...and mom. :) It's a nice break for daddy. He's always wanted a boat. You should see the peace on his face when he climbs in it, priceless.
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