My Parents
I love my parents. As Easter comes around, I guess I'm getting kind of reflective. I love my dad. I'm ever thankful for his strength and sense of humor. See: I think she moved to hell. I don't think he liked that very much but that's where she fucking belongs. (about the physical therapist that messed him up, and pretty much single handidly, gave him another year and a half of pain, so I don't blame him!) I love my mom more than ever. I just wish God would make her all better now. She didn't deserve anything to get into that car accident. I wish I could give up all my stuff and make her better. Grandpa is doing better than ever. He went to his heart doctor, I think, who saw him like six years ago. The doctor said last time he saw him, he figured my Grandpa was as good as dead. Thanks to my parents, he's got a nice home to live in, a dog that loves him too, and has part of his life back. But, I'm ready for my mom to be back to her old self. I'd give anything to make that happen. Freely give my left arm and legs to make it happen...
Tim and I got in a little fight tonight, but it was all my fault. Taking things out of context, from something his friend said. I thought the friend was being mean to Tim. I was misunderstood. Every day that goes by, I love him more and more. I'm so glad he's in my life. Not looking forward to the time that he's going to deploy, but I'm ready for the time after he's done with the Army...
Hugs to all. Happy Easter.
Tim and I got in a little fight tonight, but it was all my fault. Taking things out of context, from something his friend said. I thought the friend was being mean to Tim. I was misunderstood. Every day that goes by, I love him more and more. I'm so glad he's in my life. Not looking forward to the time that he's going to deploy, but I'm ready for the time after he's done with the Army...
Hugs to all. Happy Easter.