Once a tumblr friend, always a tumblr friend…with Chelle and Julietwhateverhernameisnow…
Sometimes, I miss you guys.
There was a time when I couldn’t imagine my world without tumblr but life gets hectic, people move on and change is good.
I was going to just slip away quietly, but I wanted to say goodbye to some of you who I am not connected to elsewhere, since there are quite a few.
Thank you for sharing your stories and for reading mine and for the countless laughs and support. I hit post for the first time on August 17, 2009 and have made some great friends since that day. Friends that have been there for me when I really needed them. Those are the people I need to focus on going forward. I’ve learned a lot this past year. Lessons that seemed hard at the time, but make total sense to me now.
I’m stronger and a more focussed than I’ve ever been in my life. I have amazing friends and family who have stuck by me through all of my shit, and I am so grateful for that.
I’ve made so many mistakes but I’ve learned from every one and hopefully I’ll make better decisions because of them.
I am living again. I’m traveling - just got back from a week in Jamaica, and let’s just say, Stella’s not the only one who got her groove back!
This is not an easy post to write, but it’s my last one and it’s time.
With love to all of you…Yes, even you.
Farewell.
This pretty much sums up how I made it through these past few days…
To say thanks to everyone who was thoughtful enough to support me during what has been, without question the hardest week of my life.
I already know who my friends are because you are right there with me every day, not just the rough ones.
This experience has been quite the eye opener…in so many ways.
*10 honey dip TimBits for breakfast
But hooray for Ativan!Triple bypass. She is in recovery. I got to see her and spoke with the surgeon and the nurse in charge of her. Feeling cautiously optimistic.
I have never been more terrified in my entire life and of course, had an anxiety attack and was sent to emergency. But that’s another story…
I’m drained.
They worked!
Mom is stable and improving.
She is scheduled to have bypass surgery on Thursday.
I am going to be a nervous wreck.
I just want her to be well and pain free and able to enjoy the rest of her life. She is such an inspiration. I’m going to be strong, for her, because I’m her daughter and I owe her that.
My mom.is the kind of woman who can still find reasons to laugh while lying in a hospital bed after suffering from pneumonia, multiple heart attacks and kidney failure.
She’s my hero.
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