Thank you to everyone who donated and supported in spirit! There is now enough money to pay the electric bill AND repair the HVAC! I have never been so relieved in all my days! The pressure was beyond belief, and now it is alleviated. Again, thank you SO much and GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!
The response to the recent GoFundMe to help keep the lights on at the house has reached a milestone of $1,900! Thank you to everyone who has contributed and shared the GoFundMe link! We might actually hit the goal over the weekend and I can pay the electric off on Monday or Tuesday next week!
Again – Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
Below is the link to the GoFundMe page. Would you please share it? The more people that know the better.
Again – Thank you SO much!
Here is a GoFundMe link. I need help to keep the electricity on. The blurb on the GoFundMe page explains everything, but if you need more info I will give the whole story up tomorrow. There is too much going on now for me to concentrate more.
Thank you all for any help you can give.
Things are moving forward at the unimaginable snail speed of 1.5 inches per hour! I am pleased. There wasn’t any forward movement or momentum for a while. It is slow, but will speed up.
I must admit I am quite tired. Maybe sleep will come tonight?
It has rained a lot here in Leslie County this week. When it rains I want to go outside and just sit on the porch. Haven’t done it yet.
My nephew’s funeral went well I’ve heard. I didn’t get to make it. I am OK with that.
Sissy is…in a lot of pain. She has begun having kidney issues, too.
Sissy is fading away slowly. The only way I get to see her is if someone sends me a picture. Thankfully, we talk, or at least communicate with each other, every day.
All the time, in the back of my head somewhere, I am thinking, “My Sissy is dying of cancer.” Incredulous! Then a part of me wants to panic: “O my God! How do I help? How can I help? I can’t help, dammit, because my body is broken! But still, How can I help her? How can I show her just how much she matters in my world and that I’m really going to miss her when she is no longer in my realm?”
Emotional rollercoaster I’m on one.
To fight against everything disheartening in my life, I am going back to being creative. I’ve been painting, drawing, reading, and slowly beginning to write again. Just one thing can’t hold this…whatever it is I have now. Luckily, my mediums of expression can compliment each other and co-exist without feeling totally draining on yours truly.
I am enjoying the creative expression, but, it isn’t helping to take away the pain of what my beloved Sissy is going through, but it is helping me deal with the change coming our way.
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Today is not a specifically a good day for me. Headache. Bad one. Thankfully it has eased off, but still there. Threatening to erupt again.
I wanted to listen to a movie to distract me, if possible. Then I stumbled upon this movie on YouTube. It was intense, realistic as far as characters are concerned. It is “based upon a true story. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.” That line appealed to the headache.
It was set in 1948. Everything was Good. The war was over. People were getting their lives back, and others were learning how to live civilian. There wasn’t anything about Los Angeles negative. The film exuded pride in America. However, the bad guy is a bad guy head to toe. The thing is: There wasn’t one single reason given for who he was, other than his name. He was a robber, and a killer. He killed without remorse. ‘
Another point that wasn’t given was why was he was doing it? This character needed a lot of money, or wanted more money NOW, but there isn’t one hint as to what he is doing all this to get the money for?
These points notwithstanding, it was a good movie. There was a lot of tension, drama, and action. The people were people: I love when a movie has good characterization.
Has anyone else seen it?
I’ve postponed doing this particular article all week.
My nephew’s battle with cancer ended Tuesday, May 18, 2021 at 5:52 PM.
My sister was in CCICU at the time. She has recently been moved to a regular room. To my knowledge, she doesn’t know her boy has passed.
It is hard to believe he is only 47 years old.
I am not fallen apart. I have not fallen apart so far. Cried? Yes. I’ve prayed for his soul’s repose. It is surreality firmly imposed on reality at this point for me. I do remember the good times, though. Things about when he was a young boy. Things he loved doing like playing the guitar. He could make it literally sing!
The next moment I think of my sister. What is going to happen when she finds out her son, her baby, has gone before her? Will she pass with grief? Will she have a heart attack and die then? Will she be able to handle it?
Her time is nearing, and despite it all, I just can’t genuinely come to grips with its existence. It is an un-real reality.