Random Thoughts

[blunthead]

I am a bit introspective today. We are having a gorgeous late summer, early autumn day. My thoughts always return to my childhood and my parents, grandparents, family.

Autumn was when we went and bought school supplies. I can't tell you how jacked I was to get school supplies. And I would spend hours arranging and rearranging notebooks and pencil holders and labeling things.

We would also go clothes shopping. New shoes, undergarments with pretty little bows and patterns and new outfits, just for school. I would do fashion shows for my family (not of the undergarments) and have them vote which outfit I should wear the first day of school. And that would change over and over and over, day by day until the first day finally arrived. And I would try these outfits on daily right up to that first day.

I loved to learn. I loved my teachers. I loved playing with the other kids. I still do--all those things.

I so miss my family. So much. Autumn is my very favorite time of year. But it is bittersweet now as I lost my momma in the autumn. HOw i ache to talk to her and my dad. So much. Ache. My grandparents. All those stories lost. All that wisdom gone.

Sorry, don't mean to be a bummer. They were good people. All of them. I was really blessed to be born to all those wonderful people.

thanks for listening.

Cool.

 

[FlakeNoir]

I am a bit introspective today. We are having a gorgeous late summer, early autumn day. My thoughts always return to my childhood and my parents, grandparents, family.

Autumn was when we went and bought school supplies. I can't tell you how jacked I was to get school supplies. And I would spend hours arranging and rearranging notebooks and pencil holders and labeling things.

We would also go clothes shopping. New shoes, undergarments with pretty little bows and patterns and new outfits, just for school. I would do fashion shows for my family (not of the undergarments) and have them vote which outfit I should wear the first day of school. And that would change over and over and over, day by day until the first day finally arrived. And I would try these outfits on daily right up to that first day.

I loved to learn. I loved my teachers. I loved playing with the other kids. I still do--all those things.

I so miss my family. So much. Autumn is my very favorite time of year. But it is bittersweet now as I lost my momma in the autumn. HOw i ache to talk to her and my dad. So much. Ache. My grandparents. All those stories lost. All that wisdom gone.

Sorry, don't mean to be a bummer. They were good people. All of them. I was really blessed to be born to all those wonderful people.

thanks for listening.

Aww (((Deej))), it's nearly that day again... you made me cry, girl. ♥

Spoiler

I've never told you this, but I still click that American Cancer Society free mammograms button every single day, have done so ever since you posted it into beta when we first heard about your Mom. I can't stop clicking it, don't think I ever will. I love you girl.

 

[Dana Jean]

Aww (((Deej))), it's nearly that day again... you made me cry, girl. ♥

Spoiler

I've never told you this, but I still click that American Cancer Society free mammograms button every single day, have done so ever since you posted it into beta when we first heard about your Mom. I can't stop clicking it, don't think I ever will. I love you girl.

Oh my lord! You are amazing. You are just an amazing person.

 

[Dana Jean]

When mom died, I rented a storage shed and put a lot of her things in there. It was like a tomb. I did not go to that shed for a good year after she died, and it was hard when I did. But slowly, I moved her furniture that I got into my house, little treasures started coming out here and there.

My sister got this big roll top desk. It's huge and gorgeous. But, she lives like 3000 miles away, so I've been storing it. I recently asked her if I could have it, and she said yes. So, this last week, almost 7 years after my mom passed, we moved this desk to the house. It was dusty and cob webby and I was cleaning it, my son was home to help move it, and my husband walked in from the driveway with an envelope that had fallen from the desk. (we thought it was completely empty, this envelope must have got hung up in a drawer.) Anyway, It was a letter written by my almost 25 year old son when he was 10 to my mom thanking her for their recent "slumber party" and how it was the best because they had made cinnamon rolls.

Talk about an unexpected jab -- I was reading it outloud to everyone and just couldn't anymore because I was crying. That surprised me how quickly it transported right back to losing her. gah!

 

[Autumn Gust]

When mom died, I rented a storage shed and put a lot of her things in there. It was like a tomb. I did not go to that shed for a good year after she died, and it was hard when I did. But slowly, I moved her furniture that I got into my house, little treasures started coming out here and there.

My sister got this big roll top desk. It's huge and gorgeous. But, she lives like 3000 miles away, so I've been storing it. I recently asked her if I could have it, and she said yes. So, this last week, almost 7 years after my mom passed, we moved this desk to the house. It was dusty and cob webby and I was cleaning it, my son was home to help move it, and my husband walked in from the driveway with an envelope that had fallen from the desk. (we thought it was completely empty, this envelope must have got hung up in a drawer.) Anyway, It was a letter written by my almost 25 year old son when he was 10 to my mom thanking her for their recent "slumber party" and how it was the best because they had made cinnamon rolls.

Talk about an unexpected jab -- I was reading it outloud to everyone and just couldn't anymore because I was crying. That surprised me how quickly it transported right back to losing her. gah!

I understand exactly how you feel, Dana Jean. I moved my mom's big china cabinet into my house after she died. I didn't touch anything in the bottom drawers for six years. I couldn't... just seeing her things was almost too much to bear.

 

[FlakeNoir]

When mom died, I rented a storage shed and put a lot of her things in there. It was like a tomb. I did not go to that shed for a good year after she died, and it was hard when I did. But slowly, I moved her furniture that I got into my house, little treasures started coming out here and there.

My sister got this big roll top desk. It's huge and gorgeous. But, she lives like 3000 miles away, so I've been storing it. I recently asked her if I could have it, and she said yes. So, this last week, almost 7 years after my mom passed, we moved this desk to the house. It was dusty and cob webby and I was cleaning it, my son was home to help move it, and my husband walked in from the driveway with an envelope that had fallen from the desk. (we thought it was completely empty, this envelope must have got hung up in a drawer.) Anyway, It was a letter written by my almost 25 year old son when he was 10 to my mom thanking her for their recent "slumber party" and how it was the best because they had made cinnamon rolls.

Talk about an unexpected jab -- I was reading it outloud to everyone and just couldn't anymore because I was crying. That surprised me how quickly it transported right back to losing her. gah!

Oh girl, what a treasure for you and E both... for all of you. xox Hugs (((my friend.)))

 

[king family fan]

Oh Dana Jean, Sometimes the memories are so hard. But such beautiful memories we all of have of our earlier times,when we had our parent or loved one. I remember on my moms 80th birthday. I was waiting to call her as we have a time difference and i didn't want to wake her. Before I got the chance my oldest sister called to tell me mom had a heart attack. Well, we rushed home in time to be at her side as they pulled the life support. As she took her last breath I cried.Would never change that memory as someone had to be in that room at that time and I knew the others could not do it. To this day her birthday never passes with out striking much emotion. It is so wonderful that you have beautiful memories of your mom and many of her things to treasure.

 

[HollyGolightly]

I am a bit introspective today. We are having a gorgeous late summer, early autumn day. My thoughts always return to my childhood and my parents, grandparents, family.

Autumn was when we went and bought school supplies. I can't tell you how jacked I was to get school supplies. And I would spend hours arranging and rearranging notebooks and pencil holders and labeling things.

We would also go clothes shopping. New shoes, undergarments with pretty little bows and patterns and new outfits, just for school. I would do fashion shows for my family (not of the undergarments) and have them vote which outfit I should wear the first day of school. And that would change over and over and over, day by day until the first day finally arrived. And I would try these outfits on daily right up to that first day.

I loved to learn. I loved my teachers. I loved playing with the other kids. I still do--all those things.

I so miss my family. So much. Autumn is my very favorite time of year. But it is bittersweet now as I lost my momma in the autumn. HOw i ache to talk to her and my dad. So much. Ache. My grandparents. All those stories lost. All that wisdom gone.

Sorry, don't mean to be a bummer. They were good people. All of them. I was really blessed to be born to all those wonderful people.

thanks for listening.

Sweet, lovely, happy memories. I enjoyed reading that. Thanks for sharing!

 

[HollyGolightly]

When mom died, I rented a storage shed and put a lot of her things in there. It was like a tomb. I did not go to that shed for a good year after she died, and it was hard when I did. But slowly, I moved her furniture that I got into my house, little treasures started coming out here and there.

My sister got this big roll top desk. It's huge and gorgeous. But, she lives like 3000 miles away, so I've been storing it. I recently asked her if I could have it, and she said yes. So, this last week, almost 7 years after my mom passed, we moved this desk to the house. It was dusty and cob webby and I was cleaning it, my son was home to help move it, and my husband walked in from the driveway with an envelope that had fallen from the desk. (we thought it was completely empty, this envelope must have got hung up in a drawer.) Anyway, It was a letter written by my almost 25 year old son when he was 10 to my mom thanking her for their recent "slumber party" and how it was the best because they had made cinnamon rolls.

Talk about an unexpected jab -- I was reading it outloud to everyone and just couldn't anymore because I was crying. That surprised me how quickly it transported right back to losing her. gah!

Oh my gosh! What an awesome gift. And what a sweet and thoughtful boy you have!

 

[Dana Jean]

Thanks everyone. I was just having a tough day I guess. I appreciate all the care shown here.

 

[FlakeNoir]

Oh Dana Jean, Sometimes the memories are so hard. But such beautiful memories we all of have of our earlier times,when we had our parent or loved one. I remember on my moms 80th birthday. I was waiting to call her as we have a time difference and i didn't want to wake her. Before I got the chance my oldest sister called to tell me mom had a heart attack. Well, we rushed home in time to be at her side as they pulled the life support. As she took her last breath I cried.Would never change that memory as someone had to be in that room at that time and I knew the others could not do it. To this day her birthday never passes with out striking much emotion. It is so wonderful that you have beautiful memories of your mom and many of her things to treasure.

(((Linda))) xox

 

[CriticAndProud]

For whatever reason I have been thinking about January 2013 lately, specifically the 14 day Jamboree scout camp held up in Queensland. Lots of fond and not so fond memories there. I just feel like writing them down for no real reason.

I earned 20 or so dollars which was cool. The challenge was, I had to get my hair braided and leave it like that for 24 hours. Sounded easy enough, so I got my hair braided. However, the braids plus my scrawny physique lead to many people assuming I was a girl.

This wouldn't normally be a problem, but there 13 000 scouts there, and of course over 14 days people would need to take showers. So there were these big sections of land dedicated solely to portable toilets and portable showers, one block for each gender. As I lined up for my shower, a LOOOOOTTT of people told me I was at the wrong place, this is the boys shower. It was quite funny, and my case certainly wasn't helped by the fact an acquaintance of mine kept declaring that I was actually transgender.

Also, a rather large amount of people went around doing stupid things like lacing lollies with drugs and using cable ties to lock doors so people would be stuck in the shower/toilet with no way out. Someone tried to do something similar to this to me, and I was kinda P.O, so I kicked the door open. Turns out the door hit someone in the face (if I recall correctly). However, the person that got hit in the face may not actually have been the one locking the door.

I have heard second hand that the person might have broken his nose, although that could easily be another case (I hope).

Well, that's my long winded rant for tonight.

 

[pegasus216]

Dana, what a treasure you have found. I wish I had something of my mom's, but I have a sister-in-law that makes the devil look like a good guy. My mother had sold her house, and moved a mobile home on my brother, and hers property. So they had possession of everything, and none of us kids got any of mom's things. All I wanted was one of her tea cups, She used to collect them from everywhere. If any family or friends travelled, we would find a small cup, and saucer. I brought her one from Puerto Rico. At least I have memories of her that the bi##h will never have.

 

[pegasus216]

Today is the first day of school for the kids around here. Kaden thought it was yesterday, and was up early, and waiting. LOL!
He is so excited about going back to school this morning!
Poor Kat, she is going to be so lonely without him to play with. I guess it's look out mom-mom!

 

[cat in a bag]

((((Mary))))

((((Dana Jean))))

Thank you both for sharing. Sending you both big hugs.

 

[arista]

I am wondering -Why is it no matter what day I return-It always feel like Monday.

 

[Dana Jean]

Dana, what a treasure you have found. I wish I had something of my mom's, but I have a sister-in-law that makes the devil look like a good guy. My mother had sold her house, and moved a mobile home on my brother, and hers property. So they had possession of everything, and none of us kids got any of mom's things. All I wanted was one of her tea cups, She used to collect them from everywhere. If any family or friends travelled, we would find a small cup, and saucer. I brought her one from Puerto Rico. At least I have memories of her that the bi##h will never have.

I am so sorry this happened to you. I don't get this. Why do people get so hateful when someone dies? And they aren't her concern at all. Why would she want them? B*itch. This makes me so angry for you. But you're right. She can't steal memories and in the end, that's what counts.

 

[HollyGolightly]

Oh Dana Jean, Sometimes the memories are so hard. But such beautiful memories we all of have of our earlier times,when we had our parent or loved one. I remember on my moms 80th birthday. I was waiting to call her as we have a time difference and i didn't want to wake her. Before I got the chance my oldest sister called to tell me mom had a heart attack. Well, we rushed home in time to be at her side as they pulled the life support. As she took her last breath I cried.Would never change that memory as someone had to be in that room at that time and I knew the others could not do it. To this day her birthday never passes with out striking much emotion. It is so wonderful that you have beautiful memories of your mom and many of her things to treasure.

(((linda))) and ((((mary))))
These stories are a reminder to me that I'm lucky to still have my mom around and we need to make a better effort to spend time together.

 

[Dana Jean]

(((linda))) and ((((mary))))
These stories are a reminder to me that I'm lucky to still have my mom around and we need to make a better effort to spend time together.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Spend time with mom. Even if she drives you friggin' batty.

 

[HollyGolightly]

Yes. Yes. Yes. Spend time with mom. Even if she drives you friggin' batty.

She makes me ape$h!t insane. She wrote the book on parenting by guilt. She deserves more time with me.