2023 On It's Way Out

 Before 2023 leaves, it left this in it's wake: 

• The nasty disease of Scleroderma/Covid/Pneumonia claimed my baby. My only child at the age of 36. It was the hardest thing ever to watch him suffer and waste away to nothing. My only solace is my faith, asking God for strength DAILY and knowing my boy is no longer suffering. That, alone, brings me peace. It's been a 6 month struggle of nursing home & hospital. Rest in peace, my love.

• One the 23rd of this month, my Significant Other suffered a debilitating heart attack and to this day remains on a ventilator with no brain activity. It happened while I was at work. The doctors say they're glad he had the where with all to dial 911 before becoming unresponsive. No heart beat; no breathing. His 'life' will probably end in the next 48 hours, even though I truly believe his spirit left his body on the 23rd

Now, this is the first time I've been alone in my own home in 36 years. It feels very odd but I'm getting used to it slowly. I'm slowly getting used to the fact that I can finally do what I want, when I want w/out any negative or questionable input.

I'm making small changes to things I've always wanted to.

I don't have to worry about groceries; I eat what and when and if I want.

The silence allows me to hear God's voice.

I feel peace.

I never imagined.

 Hey folks. Still here thank God. Cannot believe it's so into 2023 in all it's madness. Here goes;

Never imagined my son would get an autoimmune disease

Nor that he would loose use of his hands

That I thought it was best to retire him at age 35

That I would dress him/clean him up like when he was a baby

That my Significant Other would become so unwell.

That I would become Supervisor of my department

That the City demands that I update my property w/out giving a damn how you get it done. #bastsards

Happy 2023!!!

 I can't say where 2022 went but it sure flew. 

I can't say I remember much about the first 1/2 of the year as we got hit with a major home extermination issue which is still ongoing. I think it started in August and it was so traumatic, everything else is a blur. We're still living out of totes and nearly the entire house is packed in boxes. Prayerfully, this will be over soon so I can feel good about being in my home again. Uggh...

Nothing more is going on. My son retired @ age 35 from the workforce as the damned Scleroderma has weakened him so, it's not possible. He's lost an incredible amount of weight and is in constant pain. As a mother and caretaker, nothing sustains me like God's comfort, mercy and grace. If anyone happens to read this, I ask that you send up a prayer or two as well. Thanks. 🙏🙏🙏

Our Winter has been pleasant so far in this part of the woods. My heart breaks for those who lost their lives in the Buffalo blizzard. While I'm thinking about it, here a few photos of Fall taken around Thanksgiving. Picture postcard worthy, eh? 

I finally feel comfortable enough to sit and read. Currents are: Lucy by the Sea and What God Can Do. The first is something that takes me away into someone else's life @ the beginning of the dreaded Covid, and the second is for my complete sanity. 😀

So until next time, be well, be safe, be kind.