it's always something...
the good:
my family rules. srsly. i would really like to focus on that for a moment.
my mom is my idol (in a completely non-heretical kind of way) and my love for her will always be unwavering. she is kind, hilarious, intelligent, and beautiful. i love talking to her but more than that, i love that i know i can talk to her about anything. i want her to always be happy and destroy that which may hurt her.
my dad is like a superhero to me. i trust that he can handle any and all situations. he is so smart and has been instrumental in my development as a thinking-being. he taught me to never take anything at face value, challenge authority, and don't be afraid to say no. he also has a great sense of humour once he quits with the 3 hour puns.
my sister sarah has always been a rock star in my eye, 'cept she lived in mah house!!! when i was little and she would dress me up or make me paper dolls or even just let me sit in her room (even if it was the closet!) i felt like i was a part of something, something so cool. and i still do. she has all the qualities i want and while i may not be just like her, i certainly do catch myself asking, "what would sarah do?"
my sister emily is key to my day-to-day sanity. with the rest of the family so far from me, she is always there for laughs, memories, and puppy parties. she is goofy and honest and a blast to be around. she taught me how to party! we can be completely ridiculous one minute, argue the next, and two seconds later we're laughing again. she holds nothing against me.
my brobear, my little michael. totes be-fri. he being just three years my junior, i barely remember life without him. since day one he's been my partner-in-crime and much of my happiness has everything to do with him. we can find the most inane things hilarious and no one in this known universe can make me laugh like he does.
i could go on for days about all of them. i am so blessed to have all of them in my family and will forever be grateful to each of them for helping to sculpt me into a person i rightly enjoy being.
the bad:
my crazy hoarding aunt is destroying my mama bettie and her daughter. we are at a complete loss for solutions, nothing seems viable. everyone finds themselves caught between a delicate balance of justice and protecting people's feelings. there is a viscous codependency between mama bettie and her daughter and at the rate we're going, the situation will continue until the day mama bettie kicks it and jennifer is left to fend for herself. as much as i would love to see jennifer cast out to the wolves, we can't let that happen...she has a daughter. a ten-year-old basket case, just like her mom.
my parents are embittered towards the situation. my dad, the ever-loving son, is doing what he can to alleviate some pain and stress for mama bettie. my mom has just shut down. she won't even talk about it because it pisses her off so bad. she will no longer go into that house! my brother is itching to leave (thank god!) but has completely written off jennifer and her daughter. i don't blame any of them for their feelings, i completely understand them. i just feel so bad that so much contempt resides in the hearts of people i love so much. but really, what can we do?
i can't even elaborate on this anymore, i'm filling with rage...
the ugly:
i need to revamp my life! i need to make a resume, get healthier, be a better dog mom, kick ass in school, find a job, save money...y'know, all those things that make a 26-year-old an adult.
blah. asheboro, you rotten double-edged sword! on the one hand, i am able to see my family and enjoy my time with them. the other...jennifer.
yayarghblahhollaomgsrslywtfCHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
love ya, baby jebus.
xoxo
my family rules. srsly. i would really like to focus on that for a moment.
my mom is my idol (in a completely non-heretical kind of way) and my love for her will always be unwavering. she is kind, hilarious, intelligent, and beautiful. i love talking to her but more than that, i love that i know i can talk to her about anything. i want her to always be happy and destroy that which may hurt her.
my dad is like a superhero to me. i trust that he can handle any and all situations. he is so smart and has been instrumental in my development as a thinking-being. he taught me to never take anything at face value, challenge authority, and don't be afraid to say no. he also has a great sense of humour once he quits with the 3 hour puns.
my sister sarah has always been a rock star in my eye, 'cept she lived in mah house!!! when i was little and she would dress me up or make me paper dolls or even just let me sit in her room (even if it was the closet!) i felt like i was a part of something, something so cool. and i still do. she has all the qualities i want and while i may not be just like her, i certainly do catch myself asking, "what would sarah do?"
my sister emily is key to my day-to-day sanity. with the rest of the family so far from me, she is always there for laughs, memories, and puppy parties. she is goofy and honest and a blast to be around. she taught me how to party! we can be completely ridiculous one minute, argue the next, and two seconds later we're laughing again. she holds nothing against me.
my brobear, my little michael. totes be-fri. he being just three years my junior, i barely remember life without him. since day one he's been my partner-in-crime and much of my happiness has everything to do with him. we can find the most inane things hilarious and no one in this known universe can make me laugh like he does.
i could go on for days about all of them. i am so blessed to have all of them in my family and will forever be grateful to each of them for helping to sculpt me into a person i rightly enjoy being.
the bad:
my crazy hoarding aunt is destroying my mama bettie and her daughter. we are at a complete loss for solutions, nothing seems viable. everyone finds themselves caught between a delicate balance of justice and protecting people's feelings. there is a viscous codependency between mama bettie and her daughter and at the rate we're going, the situation will continue until the day mama bettie kicks it and jennifer is left to fend for herself. as much as i would love to see jennifer cast out to the wolves, we can't let that happen...she has a daughter. a ten-year-old basket case, just like her mom.
my parents are embittered towards the situation. my dad, the ever-loving son, is doing what he can to alleviate some pain and stress for mama bettie. my mom has just shut down. she won't even talk about it because it pisses her off so bad. she will no longer go into that house! my brother is itching to leave (thank god!) but has completely written off jennifer and her daughter. i don't blame any of them for their feelings, i completely understand them. i just feel so bad that so much contempt resides in the hearts of people i love so much. but really, what can we do?
i can't even elaborate on this anymore, i'm filling with rage...
the ugly:
i need to revamp my life! i need to make a resume, get healthier, be a better dog mom, kick ass in school, find a job, save money...y'know, all those things that make a 26-year-old an adult.
blah. asheboro, you rotten double-edged sword! on the one hand, i am able to see my family and enjoy my time with them. the other...jennifer.
yayarghblahhollaomgsrslywtfCHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
love ya, baby jebus.
xoxo