Tuesday, May 30, 2017

It Is Real

I have been counseling for the last eleven years and each time I learn of a death my heart breaks in sadness. This former patient was motivated and did everything that was suggested. This patient even checked in from time to time to give a progress report. This same patient relapsed and overdosed Friday night. I hate heroin. It is the devil incarnate. I hate how it destroys lives. So I came home from work with a heavy heart and questioned the choice of profession I made. I could always go back to the lab. I have 20 years experience in the lab. Instead, I filled up the tub and took a long warm bath then threw in some laundry, washed the dishes and set up the coffee for tomorrow morning. Bill is over his elderly uncle and aunt's house fixing "something". He takes very good care of them though I wish he were here so I can chat with him and hear words of encouragement and wisdom.


Tomorrow, I will go back to work and do it all over again with the hope that the current group can beat this disease.

Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day Weekend Part II

Oh What a Night!













Sunday, May 28, 2017

Memorial Day Weekend Part I



















Saturday, May 27, 2017

Mother-In-Law

Is a title I do not cherish. As a matter of fact, I cannot seem to get it right. I am either over involved or not involved enough. I never know where I stand. One moment I am loved and the next moment I am hated. I will never be first because blood family will forever supersede me. Then there are the grandchildren. That is another story.


I wish I had a daughter. I had always wanted to have a daughter. I love my sons but a daughter would have been an allied.  Someone who had my back. Someone who would be there for me. Someone who could relate. Shop with. Get my nails done with. Someone who would ask for my advice. Someone who would be there for me in  old age.


Forever feeling like I am on the outside looking in. Feeling I want to be a part of but held at arm's length.



Sunday, May 21, 2017

Beach House Weekend May 3 and 4.



















This and That





These are the rosary beads from Ireland that were interred with Uncle Gene.