AVOIDANCE IS THE BEST POLICY

AVOIDANCE IS THE BEST POLICY

I have this one Aunt who is an incredibly miserable person. She hates life and is determined to bring everyone she is around down with her. She is just an all around bitch. About 18 months ago she was diagnosed with cancer. She had to have her whole pelvis reconstructed with plastic and screws , spent months in the hospital and in therapy, and is still learning to live with the lasting damage. One would think that going through something like that might make you more humble. Nope, not her. She is even ┬ámore bitter and hateful than she was to begin with. As you all know I also have health problems. For awhile myself and this Aunt would discuss our issues and how hard living life in constant pain is. That ended once I found out that she was trying to convince my whole family that my back injuries were all in my head and I was a drug addict not a chronic pain sufferer. I have done my best to avoid her since then. Now that the Holidays are here I knew this would be more difficult. I made the decision to forgo a Thanksgiving meal with that side of the family just so that I would not have to be under the same roof as she. My Mother, in an attempt to keep the peace with my Step Father, agreed to host the meal in which “The Aunt” will be in attendance and it has caused nothing but stress and chaos. I cant understand why is it that this woman is so disagreeable. What has happened...
F.U.N.

F.U.N.

It was 8:30 am and I had just gotten home from taking Jackson to school. When I looked down at that phone and saw Mom was calling I immediately knew something was horribly wrong. Why on earth is MY Mother up at this time?!?! I answered her call, anxiety building, her voice was strained and I literally felt my heart break when she uttered the words. ” We lost him Jess, He’s gone.” No. No. No. This cant be so. This isnt really happening. It was real. There was nothing my family could have done to prepare for the agony and despair of the days that followed. We all came together to mourn, to give each other the support that we so desperately needed. It was , without question, the worst week of my life. Its been over a year since he was laid to rest. In that year we have all returned to our somewhat normal existence, the day to day hustle and grind. I have seen the toll grief has taken on my family. Living with a broken heart has caused physical changes in my Aunt and Uncle. The devastation is still fresh and to be honest, Im not sure any of us will ever be the same. My beautiful cousin Brittney, Brock’s Sister, married a really great guy 2 months after we lost Brock. Eric is PERFECT for Britt. You can look at them and SEE the love between them. They bought a home in Houston and live there with 2 dogs , Dixie and Bella. Recently Britt and Eric announced that they were expecting! The...