Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Sad News

There's been a spate of tragic events.  All involving sons.  Young men with a bright future.  My heart breaks for the young man (whose parents I've known from church and mutual friends) who had a terrible accident while swimming in the ocean.  I've received frequent email updates, and the last one was from his mom, who said he was going to be an organ donor.  This woman is one of the sweetest people I've ever met.  She's a nurse at St. Jude, and she frequently requested prayer for specific children and their families.  Her compassion was clear each time she quietly shared some tender bit of empathy.

I've been so sad about the Trayvon Martin case.  I hate that it's so polarizing, and I haven't wanted to learn all the details, but from the few headlines I've seen, there's something awry with our legal system.  But either way, it's bigger than that.  I remember the riots in L.A.  Rodney King.  I have never in my life, heard such profundity, put so concisely.  "Can't we all just get along?"

So, I can either 1) slit my wrists, 2) work on tax returns, 3) do WWF (I have about 20 opponents waiting for me to take my turn), 4) figure out something to eat - I skipped supper, 5) Pack up FF's belated b-day gifts, 6) do my last set of sit-ups, 7) draw and paint a little, or, hmmm, go to sleep?

I think I'll take a bath (I did major yard-work at my newly rented house), and head to bed.  I'll be decadent and leave the windows open and turn the thermostat down to 55.

Tomorrow's a big day.  Big hurdle to face, but I have a feeling I'll be just fine.

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