Sunday, December 30, 2007
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Monday, December 24, 2007
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Thursday, December 20, 2007
Today is one of those days when I have thoughts swirling in my head and I can't seem to organize them. I will ramble on and hopefully some of it will make sense.
The gremlins and I all had doctors appointments today. Since our doctors are an hour away in our old hometown , I try to organize it so we can do it all at once (which is often tricky because the offices are on opposite ends of the city).
First up today was me...good news was that my blood sugars overall are much better and are somewhat controlled... bad news is that my chlorestorol is still bad and I have to start some new meds to help control it ( grrrrrrrr more pills)...also the doctor still feels like I am high risk for heart attack so yet another flipping pill...bluckkkkkkkk......
I was glad that this appointment rolled around because I have been fighting off a cold for 2 weeks now...turns out I have a sinus infection...hellooooooooo antibiotics..lol.
With many prescriptions in hand, off we went to the gremlins' pediatrician. It was supposed to be a normal quickie check to get refills for their meds (for their ADHD). Gremlin #2 was fine...he has put on some weight and is tall for his age...glad he is growing up instead of "out".
Then comes gremlin #1...I worry about this girl. She is 15...almost 5'4" and only weighs 97 lbs. This isn't anorexic or anything, but because of her age and the meds she is on, the doctor is concerned. We are going tomorrow for some blood work because the doc is worried that she might be anemic and might also have thyroid disease (which my twin and I BOTH have...along with other family members). Of course, neither of these conditions are fatal...but they aren't "nothing" either and as the momma bear it IS my job to worry...that is why I get the big bucks after all..lol.
Gremlin#1 has also had to deal with some very adult issues over the last few days. After we moved, she lost touch with almost all of her friends except one special friend M. They have managed to keep in touch and I have tried to encourage this because I truly like M, and I can tell how much they love each other....it fills my heart with joy whenever they get to spend some time together.
On the weekend, M emailed gremlin to let her know that a friend of hers had been in a serious car accident and was not doing well. M tried to call gremlin but we weren't home. She was crying on the message and it just broke my heart. I tried my best to reassure gremlin that M's friend would be fine...and that we would pray for her.
Monday morning gremlin got another email from M. It seems the friend , who was just 16, had slipped into a coma, had a massive stroke and died. M is beside herself with grief and of course, gremlin feels totally helpless. This is really the first time gremlin has had to see death in someone so close to her own age and it has unnerved her, as well as me.
Again, this has made the "momma bear" in me kick in. I am so very proud of gremlin for the compassion and love she shows M...but like every momma, this tragedy makes me wanna grab ahold of my gremlins and never let them go...I can't even imagine baring such an unbelievable loss.....
On a side note, our f*cking van has decided to be a moron this week. A few days ago, the windshield wipers stopped working and of course, with all the bad winter weather we couldn't let it go. I had hoped it would be something small..and it was...some small chip board thingy...$250 later it was fixed..and all I could say was fuckkkkkkkkkkk....of course, we aren't ready for christmas and are totally 'robbing paul to pay peter' so this expense didn't help at all...
I thought I should warn the gremlins ahead of time that there won't be alot under the tree. We have never been able to go hog wild anyway, but I still felt bad. As soon as gremlin #1 got home from school, I told her what had happened and promptly started to cry...her response (and I quote)
" It's okay Mom, Christmas is supposed to be about giving, not receiving anyway."
When gremlin #2 got home, he said the same thing, almost word for word.....
It surely does make a momma bear proud to have such fine youngins.....
As always, to be continued...................
Posted by Canadian flake at 7:19 PM
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Here I sit, watching it snow yet again!!
I have read a few posts recently where people are talking about the weather (or complaining about it...). I have tried to refrain from these types of posts because ya know "us Canadians are built for winter" (hmmm maybe we were rednecks in our past lives??)
Recently, one post said "to shut up and suck it up" if we were getting snow in Canada....I don't read that blog anymore...I left with a big "fuck you" cause I can whine if I want...lmaoooooo.
Anyway, I was talking with Burfica when the snow started again, so I went out to take some pics so y'all can see how purdyyyyy it is...lol . Actually I wanted you to see how MUCH there is..lmao... ENJOY!!!!
This is the view when ya step out my front door...nice big snowbanks :
This is supposed to be our driveway...I am sure it is under there somewhere..lol :
This is our front yard...or it used to be...lol :
As always, to be continued (even if I get buried alive...lol).....
Posted by Canadian flake at 12:28 PM
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
This is what happens when it is 4am...your gnome won't stop snoring so you can sleep.....your favourite game site http://www.pogo.com/ goes down for maintenance....and there is nothing to watch on TV....
You are forced to surf youtube and this is what you can find :
As always, to be continued......................
Posted by Canadian flake at 5:21 AM
Monday, December 17, 2007
Happy Monday all....
I had a funny that I was planning on posting tonight...then I read this. I would ask that anyone that believes in the power of prayers....or even sending good thoughts...please do so for brillig's family...I think they could use the prayers/good thoughts now ....
Reading that post reminded me of the day I found out what my dear gremlins were in for with a learning disability...of course it was nothing compared to autism...but for me, the diagnosis was still very scary...
This story is sort of timely with the "marriage from hell" post from yesterday. When I was with FH I knew something wasn't right with him but no one seemed to be able to tell me what...when he was young, ev1 told his parents he was retarded...but I knew that wasn't the case, it was something else. I was still in my stupid "love him" phase so I pushed to get him help and get tested...I remember the day we got the results exactly...it was March 14th, 1992. I know this because the following day was my due date with gremlin #1...I was soooo ready to get that gremlin out of me..lol.
Anyway, the specialist wouldn't give us the results over the phone . When we got to the office, they sat us down and let me have it....FH had severe ADHD although as an adult he wasn't hyperactive anymore of course. As they told me what this was...what it all meant...I remember thinking that I had just been knocked over the head...then they dropped the bomb that this disorder was genetic...My first instinct was to scream at FH and cut his balls off...but of course, none of it was his fault...
OK OK at this point I will now state that I completely understand that this was not a death sentence...and that it could have been soooo much worse...but remember I said I was 9 months pregnant...I was totally sick...and I was already scared shitless about giving birth...so this news was not what I needed at this particular moment in my life...
The road had not been an easy one...I am grateful for both of my dear gremlins and I love them with everything I got...unconditionally and forever!! I am so blessed that for the most part they are healthy...and I thank God for that....
That being said, when someone gives me a "suck it up" speech, I wanna punch their teeth in...I love my babies and they deserve as good a life as anyone else...and it breaks my heart to know they will always have to struggle just to get by......and until you have been a single mom of a gremlin with ADHD you have NO idea how hard it is...the battles that I have had to go through with the schools...the teachers I have had to scream at (actually that is one of the fun parts...hee hee hee) ..the nights I have been reduced to tears trying to get one of my gremlins to understand homework that is so simple for other kids and they just can't grasp it no matter how hard they try.....
Anyway, as hard and scary as it has been, I would do it again in a heart beat and I still live it everyday...somedays ,I don't know where I will get the strength to continue fighting...but I do...I would walk through fire for those gremlins. This isn't the life I envisioned when I was younger and wanted kids, but I wouldn't give them back for anything...so I will have their backs and just keeping loving them. Although I am not as patient as I should be, I keep trying to do better and I remind them everyday how much I love them...and that I always will.
I think the hardest thing to live with is that I feel guilty...if I had chosen better than maybe they could have had a better life...but then, they wouldn't be the gremlins they are, and that would surely be a loss for this world. I worry what will happen one day when I can't take care of them anymore....but I pray hard and try to keep the faith, I guess that is all any of us can do....
As always, to be continued..................
Posted by Canadian flake at 10:46 PM
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Welcome all to another Soap opera Sunday.... I started this story last Sunday and although it might not be considered "soapy"...it is a story I've have needed to tell for a long time. I started writing a bit of it last Sunday, and it just poured out of me...I sat and wrote for over 2 hours...so soapy or not...here is part 2 of THE MARRIAGE FROM HELL. Stop in to see brillig or kate for SOS rules and this week's host is thalia's child
When last we spoke, I was in the marriage from hell…..you can read part one here.....
As I said before, this marriage was difficult from the beginning.
The following March, gremlin #1 turned 2 but luckily she was still young enough that she wasn’t really aware of the tension in our home, or at least she didn't understand it.....by this time, it was just a normal part of our lives. By the time we reached our first anniversary, FH and I spent our days either fighting or not talking at all. I cried myself to sleep more than once, praying that he would just leave but knowing he never would…and I didn’t have the strength or courage to escape.
Finally, I came to the decision that I had ‘made my bed” so I had to suck it up and just try to make the best of it.
Keeping in mind that SOS IS g-rated, I will spare you the details. It is enough to say that for the most part, there was very little intimacy , meaning no longer any interest on my part and only VERY little “pity” sex.
By Christmas of 1993, I was constantly feeling run down and sick all the time. After a few weeks of this, I decided I better see my doctor. I was more than a little scared, but just kept reminding myself that I WAS on the pill and I could count on one hand the number of times we had been “friendly”. By the time I saw my doctor, my period was a few weeks late and I was freaking out. Luckily, the pregnancy test was negative and I cried tears of relief. The doctor assured me that my period was late because I was just so stressed out. His advice was to just “forget about it and chill out”. He put the nausea and vomiting down to a combination of stress and possibly a stomach virus. The doc continued by reminding me that the chances of my getting pregnant while on the pill were very slim…so I felt reassured.
Once I could stop crying and could breathe again, I walked home. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. It was freezing cold and gremlin #1 was all bundled up. As I walked her home, I said a very long prayer of thanks. It wasn’t that I didn’t want another gremlin……but I knew that it would have made things worse. I was already miserable and stressed. I felt like I already had two children because FH was so totally immature and useless.
That day, I felt like I had been given a “break” or a do-over and I was relieved. I knew I needed to be more careful and I had even less of a desire to “pity” FH. From this point on, if he wouldn’t sleep on the couch, I would. As determined as I was to live with my choices and make this life work for the gremlin, I knew that FH would NEVER touch me again…I WAS DONE thinking about his needs...I would take care of my gremlin and try to simply make the best of a bad situation.
From this point on, I kept a strong and determined attitude. FH was never the sharpest pencil in the box, so he didn’t clue in when I started sleeping on the couch. Finally, I told him that I had NO interest in ever sharing a bed with him again. Being the selfish jerk he was, there was more than one attempt made to try to change my mind..including one night that he came very close to raping me…but I remained firm. I knew I had made the right decision and I certainly didn’t miss him in the slightest. I put my energy into taking care of the gremlin and trying to be civil with FH thinking that was the best I could manage.
By march of 1994, I was still not feeling better physically and had missed 2 menstral cycles (almost 3 actually). I was worried but had already had two pregnancy tests come back negative so I was beginning to think that something else might be wrong with me. The doctor was still putting it all down to stress but decided to do some blood work to just double check that everything was ok. He reassured me again that everything was okay and it was simply a precaution.
By this time I had shared with him that my marriage was in trouble and my fears that another gremlin would just add fuel to the fire. He was very supportive and comforting which calmed my nerves.
I spent the next week on pins and needles, trying not to over react, but still very worried. Finally, near the end of that week, my prayers were answered and my period finally came. I was so happy that all I could do was sit down and cry. Waves of relief washed over me and I said many prayers of thanks. I again believed that I have been given a reprieve and I would take this "scare" very seriously. I knew it wasn't going to happen again because FH had given up and accepted that there would be no more intimacy.
I hugged my dear sweet baby gremlin and thanked God ...and went about my day with a lighter heart.
It was that very afternoon that I would get a call that would change my life forever..........
As always, to be continued.............
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:11 PM
Saturday, December 15, 2007
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Friday, December 14, 2007
hee hee hee
As always, to be continued.............
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:58 PM
Thursday, December 13, 2007
A man wakes up in the hospital, bandaged from head to foot.
The doctor comes in and says, "Ah, I see you've regained consciousness. Now, you probably won't remember, but you were in a pile-up on the freeway. You're going to be okay, you'll walk again and everything, but..... Something happened.
I'm trying to break this gently, but the fact is, your willy was chopped off in the wreck, and we were unable to find it.
"The man groans, but the doctor goes on, "You've got $9000 in insurance compensation coming to you, and we have the technology now to build you a new willy that will work as well as your old one did - better in fact!
But the thing is, it doesn't come cheap. It's $1000 an inch.
"The man perks up at this.
"So," the doctor says, "it's for you to decide how many inches you want. But it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if you had a five inch one before, and you decide to go for a nine incher, she might be a bit put out. But if you had a nine inch one before, and you decide only to invest in a five incher this time, she might be disappointed. So it's important that she plays a role in helping you make the decision."
The man agrees to talk with his wife. The doctor comes back the next day.
"So," says the doctor, "have you spoken with your wife?"
"I have," says the man."And has she helped you in making the decision?"
"She has," says the man.
"And what is it?" asks the doctor.
"We're getting a new kitchen."
hee hee hee.....
As always, to be continued.........
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:51 PM
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
As always, to be continued.............
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:05 AM
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
I have wanted to learn how to put youtube clips on blog for ages and last night, my dear buddy burfica showed me how easy it is. I want to warn you all that the next 2 clips are not meant to be viewed by anyone that is squeamish...
The following are 2 commercials that are currently being aired on TV channels up here. They have been produced by the provincial agency that promotes safer working conditions in our province.
The gnome and I have talked about them quite a bit because we both agree that worker safety is extremely important, but we both think maybe these commercials are a bit over the top, especially because I have seen them on at times when there is the potential for young kids to see them. My gremlins are teenagers now and I don't think I would want them to see this ads. What do y'all think????
As always, to be continued................
Posted by Canadian flake at 12:09 PM
Monday, December 10, 2007
As I am sure you all noticed, I have a new "wintery" look...what do y'all think??? I found this template on the blog of a friend of coffee table's blog. I thought it was strangely appropriate for a "canadian flake"...so I borrowed it...
We had a long day on Saturday but a nice day. The gnome's grandmother, aunt and uncle came to town for a visit so we all got together at the gnome's brother's house. These relatives live on the other side of the country so the gremlins and I had never met any of them...we had only spoken a few times on the phone.
Everyone seemed to have a really good time and we hated to leave at the end of the evening...but we were all exhausted.
Most of you may remember that the gnome's paternal grandfather passed about about 1 1/2 weeks ago. Saturday was the first time we had seen the gnome's parents since this happened and as soon as I got there, all I wanted to do was hug the stuffing out of gnome senior....I just felt so bad for him.
I will mention that as Saturday approached, I became increasingly nervous about meeting his family members, especially grandma gnomette. The gnome kept assuring me that everything would be fine and they would love me...but I was not so convinced...
The thoughts that ran through my mind were the following...that they would take one look at me and think that I was not good enough for the gnome.....that the gremlins and I were a burden to him and that he could do better then me...
I worked myself up pretty good and was almost sick to my stomach.....I wanted to run away and hide so badly, but I knew that I couldn't let the gnome down. As much as I want to strangle him at times, I love that gnome with all my heart and I WOULD walk through fire to save him without a second thought....
Luckily he was right...they were all wonderful and I fell instantly in love with them...it was a really nice day!!!!
The only down side was that Saturday night was also the gnome's Christmas party for work. By the time we got home from the visit, we had missed the party. I know he was looking forward to it but we both knew this visit with his grandma was more important. She is 80-something years old and there is always the chance we might not see her again alive...Fingers are crossed that this won't be the case, but ya never know....
So the end result was a really nice day....and the gnome was right!!! Damn don't ya just hate it when those gnomes are right?? It goes straight to their head...lmaoooooooooo
As always, to be continued................
Posted by Canadian flake at 8:31 PM
Sunday, December 9, 2007
What a crazy weekend it has been...I am totally exhausted. I will post more tomorrow about the weekend as tonight I rejoin the troops for Soap Opera Sunday. Please stop by and see brillig and kate for the rules and linky love for SOS...it is their mastermind....I have missed participating, so I am glad to be back.
This SOS saga is a long one so please bare with me. I started writing it today thinking it would be a little, one day blurb...and suddenly I found the words pouring out of me. I sat and wrote for over two hours...and surprised myself. Therefore, it will be spread out over 3 or 4 sundays...it might not be as much of a "soap opera" as some of my other stories...but it is a story I needed to write...and the time is right for me to share it...so here it goes. As always, names have been changed to protect the innocent (or in this case to protect ME).......
I will start by explaining that I was married in June of 1993 to the biological father of the gremlins. For the purposes of this SOS we will call him FH. Anyone who has been reading my blog for awhile will already know that FH = fuckhead.... a name that has been more accurate than even I could have imagined.
Honestly, I look back now and realize what an idiot I was. Our relationship had been difficult from the beginning, but we had a 15 month old gremlin together and I figured I might as well marry him, thinking I owed it to the gremlin to make the relationship work.
The week before our wedding was insane. My mom, bff W and I were trying to get everything ready and FH was absolutely NO help (not that he was ever good for much anyway). By the morning of our wedding, I had managed about 3 hours sleep in the previous 48 hours and I was wound for sound. The plan was supposed to be that my sister N was supposed to watch over the gremlin while my sister D was going to help me get ready and run errands. At the last minute, BOTH sisters decided to bail on me. I was sitting in the hall with the decorations and the gremlin, crying. To say I was angry would be an understatement. I was so mad I got into a screaming match with both sisters. I told them to both fuck-a-duck and not bother coming. They, being the wonderful sisters they are, decided to infact come to the ceremony and reception so they could do everything possible to make my day as miserable as they could...what nice sisters I have....After the screaming match, I wanted to give up and just call off the wedding...(such a shame I didn't trust that instinct..lol).
Anyway, our wedding day was symbolic of our marriage. It was one long battle and there were times that I am still surprised we didn't kill each other..
From the start, I was miserable and knew I had made a mistake but I didn't see any better option at the time. I knew I didn't want to be alone with a young gremlin and I was convinced that there was nothing better out there for me. After all, who else would love me....I was fat and ugly and had spent my entire life having people I love tell me I wasn't good enough and showing me I was unworthy of real love. I had a young gremlin to take care of and I figured even being miserable in a terrible marriage was better than being miserable and all alone. I justified this bad choice by trying to convince myself that it didn't matter what a terrible husband FH was because he loved his gremlin. He wasn't a great father either, but he did love her ( as much as any fucked-up, good for nothing shithead could...but that is another rant entirely..lol)
I look back now and regret somewhat how weak I was . I hope when they are all grown, the gremlins won't hate me for how my bad choices have impacted their lives....
Tune in next week for part 2...the beginning of the end of "the marriage from hell"...........
As always, to be continued...........
Posted by Canadian flake at 10:09 PM
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Should I mention that I worked for Sears for 5 years??? LOL.
We had to have the garage door repaired. The Sears repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a "large" enough motor on the opener. I thought for a minute, and said that we had the largest one Sears made at that time, a 1/2 horsepower.
He shook his head and said, "Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower." I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4.
He said, "NO, it's not." Four is larger than two.."
We haven't used Sears repair since.
My daughter and I went through the McDonald's take-out window and I gave the clerk a $5 bill. Our total was $4.25, so I also handed her a quarter. She said, "you gave me too much money."
I said, "Yes I know, but this way you can just give me a dollar bill back." She sighed and went to get the manager who asked me to repeat my request. I did so, and he handed me back the quarter, and said “We’re sorry but they could not do that kind of thing." The clerk then proceeded to give me back $1 and 75 cents in change.
Do not confuse the clerks at McD's.
The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, "What on earth are blind people doing driving?!"
She was a probation officer
When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, w e were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the drivers side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked.
"Hey," I announced to the technician, "its open!"
His reply, "I know. I already got that side."
As always, to be continued.............
Posted by Canadian flake at 8:38 PM
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Posted by Canadian flake at 10:12 PM
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Here is a funny that I thought I would share...I wonder if it made me giggle because I think this will be ME one day????
A sweet grandmother telephoned St Joseph Hospital. She timidly asked, "Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?"
The operator said, "I'll be glad to help, dear. What's the name and room number?" The grandmother in her weak tremulous voice said, "Norma Findlay, Room 302"
The Operator replied, "Let me place you on hold while I check with her nurse." After a few minutes the operator returned to the phone.
"Oh, good news. Her nurse has told me that Norma is doing very well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal, and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged Tuesday.
The Grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried! God bless you for the good news."
The operator replied, "You're more than welcome. Is Norma your daughter?"
The Grandmother said, "No, I'm Norma Findlay in 302.
No one ever tells me shit.."
As always, to be continued......
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:34 PM
Monday, December 3, 2007
Happy Monday all and a big thank you for all the comments and support over the last week. I have passed along your condolences to the gnome and he appreciates the comments...as do I.
A few days ago I was awarded this by burfica :
It made me cry and touched me deeply...I love that crazy fica and wouldn't even be a blogger without her...love ya buddy.
I have given alot of thought to who I wanted to pass this along to...and it wasn't an easy choice because quite frankly, I love you all and I think you are THE most amazing group of bloggers ever ...you all TOTALLY rock!!
Because I try to be a rule-follower ,I have narrowed my list of awards to the following :
corky - as a fellow trekkie, this guy is intelligent and absolutely hilarious. He has always had a kind and supportive word for so many of us...and did I mention he makes BEAUTIFUL babies?? LOL.
phoenix - he is a fellow Canadian that I consider a true blogger buddy. I found his blog via burfica. From the first time I visited, he was warm and friendly. I have grown to count on his support and his advice means a great deal to me. No matter how bad I feel, he is there with kind words that help more than he probably knows. His friendship means the world to me.
biddie - this is another Canadian that I admire tremendously. She has so many demons to fight, yet she is amazingly strong intelligent and caring towards others...and I have grown to love her dearly...and I pray for her always.
JJ - I think this gal is one of the most amazing mom's I have ever come across. Her blog is always an enjoyable read and she can do Haiku that blows me away...lol. I am not sure she sees how fantastic a mom she really is...but someday I hope she will......her "litigator" is a lucky little gal to have a mom like her.
MelodyAnn - this woman is soooooooo hilarious in a kickass, take-no-shit sorta way...her hillbilly wedding story was wonderful. I can not count the times I have been feeling so low , I have read a post of hers and I am laughing so hard I just about choke...she is always hilarious, even when she is being bitchy...lmao.
Hoosier girl - I am a fairly new reader to this blog but I admire this woman greatly. She is a single mom, which is something that I was for 8 years so I know first hand how hard it is. She is also a teacher . Having a gremlin with ADHD has really shown me what a difference a GOOD teacher can make. She is rockin great at both...and I have nothing but respect for her.
Jamie - everything I read her blog I do NOT know how she keeps going and still stays sane. She has had to deal with so much hardship and overcome so much that sometimes I wish I could just hold her and protect her from the world....luckily she has a new man in her life and I am so very glad for her. I pray that she is healed soon.
As I said at the start of this list, I think you are ALL amazing or I wouldn't keep coming back for more. I feel blessed that you all allow me to share bloggerland with y'all. Thank you for that.
As always, to be continued.......................
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:21 PM
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Just a quick post of thanks for all the kind words and prayers that have been sent my way the last few days...they are more appreciated than you will ever know.
It is funny how a day can change things so drastically.
I got a call from my father in law yesterday morning to tell us that the gnome's grandfather had died suddenly the night before. He hadn't been ill so this was a big shock to the entire family. It fell upon me to go to the gnome's work and tell him the news, which I admit wasn't easy but I wouldn't have wanted him to find out from anyone BUT me.
That phone call was like a light switch being flipped.....I instantly went into action without thinking.....all the crap that I had floating around in my head was instantly pushed to the back burner...because I knew that it was my job to support my dear gnome and get him through this time. The crap is still there, but loving and supporting the gnome right now is more important.
He was blessed to grow up in a loving and supportive family...something I never had but always have admired. He talked to me a bit this morning sharing a few cherished memories of Grandpa doing things like teaching him how to play crib and how to drive... I am so glad he will always have these memories of such special times with Grandpa.
So to dear Grandpa S...we all love you very much and your entire family will miss you. We know that you are looking down on us all from heaven and we will see you again some day. Hope you find someone up there to pass the time with ...I wonder if they have crib tournaments in heaven??
As always, to be continued.........
Posted by Canadian flake at 9:37 PM