Realizing You Are An Adult

I'm 27, and I know typing this title right now seems totally ironic. I've been grown up for years, at least in theory. I pay bills, own a car, a home, have a son, a husband and three dogs. So anyone would say, 'you are an adult', and I know technically I am.

In the past month though it feels like my bestfriends and I have had more than our share of 'we're not kids anymore' moments. Honestly I don't think we will ever be the same again. On April 10th we took a drive through the Paint Rock River Valley here in Alabama. It was a beautiful day, the trees were just turning green, the red buds were in full bloom and the sky was blue. We all had not a care in the world and just enjoyed the day.

My sister summed it up on her Facebook page when she posted the pictures from that day.







"Saturday, April 10, 2010...three friends in a red truck head up AL 65 to go exploring. They found beautiful scenery, peace, quiet, relaxation, and the meaning of "being committed & taking one for the team."

Little did we know this would be one of the last days of peace we would know for quite awhile.

Shortly after the trip one of my friends began having terrible pains in her abdomen. Over a month later it is still undiagnosed but the doctors believe it is her gallbladder, she is set for me tests. To say that she is in pain is an understatement. It has been an exhausting month. Everytime she doesn't answer the phone I worry, when she calls I worry. I long for her to feel good again.

To add to the pain on April 22nd we learned that we were losing our classroom and moving across the hall. We are doing our best to see this as an opportunity to make something wonderful out of nothing. We have to keep our heads up and our hearts open, I know we can do it.

On April 28th, as I posted before another one of my friends father passed away. It was painful for us, unexpected and a total shock. It still feels like it is unreal most days, we keep expecting him to come home.

This past Monday my sister lost her job as Kindergarten teacher. We all knew it was an option with proration going on in our state right now, but it was still a shock. I felt like it had happened to me.

The final straw was Thursday, my friend who had lost her father rushed to the ER. She had experienced an ectopic pregnancy and lost one of her tubes. She had found out she was pregnant just before her father passed was now miscarring. We were all heartbroken once again.

I have spent alot of time talking with her over the past few days. We have been talking about how rough life has been lately. She commented that the next time we girls all get together we will feel 10 years older, and you know, she is right. Somehow it feels like April 10th was our last carefree day of innocence. I know good things will happen again, life can only go up from here, but it doesn't feel like it right now. We are hoping to get together this next weekend and I pray we can. I feel like we all just need to be together right now. We need to laugh, cry, and feel eachother's love, it feels like its been too long.

After Living in an Apartment for 13 Years....

My sister moved into her house today! That's right, she and my brother-in-law aka Uncle Scotty, aka Uncle Bubba, closed on their first house today. Pictures will be coming soon, I took tons tonight and am just too tired to take them off the camera and upload them.

I am so happy for them! Their house sits on 1 acre of land and their closest neighbors are cows. The house is beautiful, the view is beautiful, it is so quiet, and the bugs are HUGE! I guess they really do grow em' bigger out in the country.

Stay tuned for pics...

A Very Sad Day, A Huge Loss

It is with a heavy heart that I write this post. This morning my bestfriend called me and told me that her Dad had passed away. He was 54 years old and had a massive heart attack. I have cried all day, my cheeks sting and I don't think I can cry anymore. My heart goes out to my friend, his wife, his son, grandaughter and grandson. I picked up my bestfriends little neice from school today like I do most days. She was sad and wouldn't talk at first until I told her I knew what had happened. She asked me if I had a grandpa, I told her yes but he had died. She said 'then maybe your grandpa and my grandpa are together now.'

I love them all, I will miss him so. He was like a Dad to everyone.

I Should Pray For Them...Right?

This week has been a doozy. I know it is only Tuesday night but the week feels like it has gone on forever. Life has thrown every negative person at me that it possible can, at least that is what it feels like. I feel that I am letting them get to me. Those people are affecting my mood, how I treat others and my family. I know I shouldn't let them get to me but it is so hard not too. It is just very beyond my imagination how other people can be so mean, rude, and just flat out sarcastic to others.

I have always been a pessimist, I usually see the glass as half empty. Lately though I have been trying my hardest to work on that. I want to be more positive, I want to help my son be a positive person. It cannot be good for your health or heart to be stressed and worried by others. I cannot control how others act but I can control myself. Tonight I am going to pray for them that they somehow turn a leaf in their lives and become more positive people. I am also going to ask for strength for myself to become more positive.

Understand this is going to be very hard for me. When my 9 year old comes home completely bummed out about the Presidents Physical Fitness test and upset because he doesn't run as fast as others it is hard not to tell him, "Don't worry about it son. PE teachers are just people who couldn't get a real job so they teach PE. It doesn't take a genius to make people jump rope." Nope, instead I told him, "Just do your best, that's all you can do. Everyone is different and everyone is better at different things." I am hoping for the strength to keep saying those positive things.

Thank you.

"What Day is Today Nathaniel?"

While in the car line this morning I asked Nathaniel, "What day is today?" My thought was that he would happily announce, "The last day of school before spring break!" But he did not, instead it said "Friday." My kiddo the little genius. ;) I said yes of course it is Friday but what else? "Dad Comes Home!" He announced this with a large smile on his face.

It became very obvious to me that was the most important thing to my little boy about today. Dad has been gone since Monday afternoon on a business trip. He has never been away from home in the past 9 years. We have never been apart for more than a day in the past 9 years. As you can imagine that made for a very tough week, lots of late night calls just to talk about nothing. Nathaniel and I missed him like crazy.

I am happy to announce that this is my 'Friday Favorite'. My very favorite part of the week occurred at 5:30pm this evening, Dad came home.

BTW this week I am participating in The Other Mama's Friday Favorites. Feel free to check out her awesome blog.