I have been reading and laughing and crying
at all of these stories, and really didnt
feel I had a story to tell until last night
and now I guess I'm joining the club with
Suzie and Kacy.
It's been pretty evident in my writing this year that I too, have had a fairly bah hum bug attitude
(what, Me?? yes...me)
This past year was hard on everyone and around here it hasn't been a complete picnic either. Our recent sudden need to get moved from where we were living
due to the oil spill (and our ex-landlords neglect) really put a damper on the holiday season.
On top of that, we knew that until we saw what kind of bills were going to role in the first month after we were moved that we were really going to have to watch
the cash flow. (By the grace of God, the company I work for loaned me the money to get moved, but it did take a few weeks to find a place.) Things are tight now, because I am paying them back with so much each week taken from my pay check until I can pay it all off at income tax time.
Unfortunately our one bill came in, which we did expect to come in, and probably be high as all heating bills are much higher this year. What we did NOT expect
was for it to be due in TWO weeks...
needless to say, that did not help my bah hum bug attitude.
We had decided to postpone Christmas here until I received my income tax return, but there was one thing I wanted to be sure that my daughter had for Christmas day.
So..almost immediately after I posted my so called bah hum bug poem yesterday, I was talking to a friend of mine who lost her son at the age of twelve.
When he was born the hospital did something
that caused him to have something like MS.
(I'm not exactly sure what happened, just that it was the hospitals fault for being negligent)
Anyhow, she won a large settlement from the hospital and was living on it ever since he was small and did not work. She dedicated her life to him.
He attended a special school for children afflicted with this condition. The school had told her that most children do not live past the age of twelve..( he died, one week before his twelfth birthday...sigh...)
She recently recieved a very large lump sum. I have no idea how much and will not ask her.
I have told her to keep it for her future security.
Well, we are very good friends,
and are always there for each other.
We were planning on meeting today so she could give us gifts and I was telling her of how this bill had come in with only two weeks to pay it.
On my budget??? NO way....
So, she told me she didnt want me to stress, she knows what I have dealt with this year and asked could she pay that for me as a birthday gift?
Of course, I said no, and she said bull ___
(insert bad word) and that was that.
God sends his angels, in many ways and forms.
No matter what one might chose to call him/her...
there is someone....thing....
that we can thank.
And to make this story even happier?
There is a second half to all of this,
involving my teenage daughter.. (oh man, I can hear the groans and nodds of understanding about teenagers from here.....)
Since turning thirteen, she has been a lil brat lately, but this is what I did to her...
she had already been given a list of rules some time back....
Well? One day I was so upset I made up my mind the heck with this.
I've told her I dont want to have to be one of those kinds of moms, but if she's gonna act this way then I will be one of those moms cuz I am NOT sitting here in tears and having my day ruined because she doesn't want to show respect...
I typed up a list of just exactly what being grounded would mean, and what being on restrictions would mean, then I added what would get her butt restricted and would get her grounded.
That night when I got home I walked in the door told her to get off the _____ (another bad word...)
computer and since she wanted to be that way this was for her and thats the end of discussion. She said but mom why did you cry and I said April you already know why, we aren't going to discuss it
and she started to say something and I said April that's it, Im done, Read it, learn it, live it and don't talk to me now, I'm to upset and pissed off, if you want to TALK to me later, we will...
And all of a sudden? Her attitude has improved at least 75%.
What this story all leads up to is, last night I was telling her about how it all depends on what happens the next few days here if I will have her present on Christmas day, or the day after Christmas day.
She then asked if one of her friends
can stay over night tonight,
and I told her it was like this,
I have off tomorrow and I dont want anyone giving me all kinds of attitude on my birthday so she could have a friend stay as long as she promised not to give me a hard time. She said ok (which we have yet to see)
So, then she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I said, I already told you, I'm serious, just let me have an easy day and don't give me a hard time.
She said, no mom, really what do you want for your birthday. I said, just your understanding right now about Christmas and the move taking all of our money will be fine.
She said ok.
Moral of the story? Maybe, just maybe if I'm lucky, I'm doing something right... *s*
I apoligize for being so long winded but
ok, thats my story for the day.
My family is together and safe. THAT is my present this year.
I am grateful, and I know that my family and I have been touched by an angel. *s*