So this past weekend started the Mardi Gras season here in New Orleans with parades all over the city. The actual day is Tuesday, February 28th. Last year, we were in Texas for Big Bubby’s birthday due to how early Mardi Gras was. This year, my mom and I are going to a parade with a friend from my office. It isn’t the big on on that Tuesday, but its a parade all the same. I am having another back procedure done on Friday, so my mom is coming in to help.
So tomorrow marks the second birthday without Big Bubby. No fan fair will be made of the day. Some new flowers on his headstone and thoughts of him having birthday cake with Jesus. But that will be the extent of the celebration of his second birthday in heaven.
Boy that is a great prompt. I can go so many different ways with this. The best way I guess to put this into prospective is to put out there what I now have on my plate: Continue reading “Daily Prompt: Overwhelming”
I think that I have mentioned in an earlier blog about writing a book on this whole experience I am going through. I have found a website to assist new writers (totally for me because it is literally a step by step process). The problem is, now its real. Continue reading “Book Writing and Publishing”
I have learned in my 40 something years of living there are times in life that are considered “Life Changing Moments”. Moments when you stop and look at what you are doing with your life and say to yourself, “is this all worth it” or “am I in the right place for my family and I”?
I woke this morning to a Facebook post regarding a classmate who unexpectedly passed over the weekend. I haven’t spoken to this classmate in probably 20 or so years. Due to the loss of Big Bubby though, the pain that her family are going through right now, I know is unimaginable. The coming days and weeks will be the toughest the family will face and will need all the support they can have around them.
I AM CAPABLE!
I can do anything I set my mind to do, so does that mean I am capable? In some ways yes, but in others no. I couldn’t climb Mount Everest (at least not in this lifetime). Capable of carrying on after losing a child though, that’s where I say it gets real. No less real than trying to climb Mount Everest.