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Bumps in the road called blessings

3 Apr

March 15th changed my life…..

Have you ever had those bumps in the road that just happen?  You have no idea where they came from or more importantly, why???  

For about a week, I had been having back pain. Though not unusual by any means,  it wad really starting to affect my daily living.  I made a Dr appointment for the next day hoping I could get some injection for the pain without any long-term medicine esp the narcotic type. I hate taking those —yeah go ahead and think or say it—but I just don’t like them. So anyway,  I wake up day of appt with this side abdominal pain, quite severe I might add! I worried that the doc wouldn’t pay attention to my back pain because of it. Anyways,  I tell the doc that this right side abdominal pain, though extremely painful,  had been going on for a while.  I must’ve looked pretty bad because the doc even asked me if I am usually this stoic??  Hahaha if you know me, you know I am the outgoing fun type of person.  I told him that but I don’t think he believed me. Anyways this awesome doc decided he would take care of both my issues…he took care if my back pain….I love you for it Dr. L. 

He orders a CT scan, which comes up abnormal.  The next morning as I am waking up getting ready for my shower, I get the news that I’m being admitted for further testing.  What exactly does that mean???   So in I go…..

Next day after that I undergo major unexpected surgery of my digestive system.  Now, I apologize for the long detailed intro…..but here goes my bumps in the road….

Bare with me and keep reading please.

One of my sons had left for USAF BMT late Jan. This kid wad made for the military.  He had his mind made up and was certain of his decision.  Halfway through they tell him that there were things going on medically that disqualified him from continuing with military service.  He was devastated to say the least. I sent him prayers and Christian song lyrics fir encouragement.  We prayed and I told him to trust in the Lord for HIS plan was greater than ours and sometimes beyond our understanding.  I reminded him to look into his heart and find faith. Two weeks later, the AF sends him home.  He came ready to move forward.

Less than one week upon arrival home, I get admitted to the hospital for major unexpected surgery. (Are you getting caught up with the timeline yet?)

This unexpected surgery will require weeks of recovery for which I will need assistance.  Enter….you guessed it my recently returned son to handle that.

Had he remained in the military I would NOT have been able to attend his graduation,  he would not have been home for my surgery (which was life-threatening) and now wouldn’t be home to take care of his mama.

When I sent him prayers while still in service I sent a letter that said “Trust in the Lord, always because He knows why He does what He does even when we don’t”  How soon Jesus would show Himself to us by all that has happened. 

My surgery went well and I now depend on my family for a positive recovery.  I have prayed so much more than usual this Lenten season. I know in my heart that God was listening but it is clear through everything just how much!

Furthermore,  my friends’ and family’s blessings have been pouring through phone calls, texts, cards, flowers, balloons, but most importantly through prayer!!!

Today I received a beautiful afghan from my church’s MCCW (ladies group) which was hand made and blessed.  As my son delivered it, tears filled my eyes. Right afterwards my youngest son was gonna help me up and I covered up accordingly to which he says “don’t worry mom about being embarrassed,  I will be the one to take care of you later on anyway”  I began crying,  to which he responded with a hug and a kiss. If course,  that made me cry even more. Every chance he gets, he is trying to make sure I am comfy.

My oldest son has also spent many hours with me during my hospital stay, skipping the gym as well as normal sleep time all while continuing  to go to work at his job. Once at home, he has made me several delicious and mostly healthy meals too. 

I am truly blessed and those blessing have been shown to me time and time again over these life trials. God has a way of showing us the light through the darkness and I believe it is up to us to trust in HIM and SEE the light not the darkness…

I have always felt blessed but never have I seen with my own eyes all the blessings our good Lord is putting in my life as u have the last couple weeks!! I have literally witnessed the goodness of my God!

OK, if you actually finished the read all the way through, thank you!

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Tackling the Beast

17 Feb

So today is a new day.   Not necessarily a better one or even a good one, plain and simple just a new day.  I woke up to a sad phone call, which by definition made me sad.  My response: I decided to clean rooms that haven’t been touched in my house in months.  Hmmm, not exactly what I would expect, but we all deal differently to stress.  So yeah, I am cleaning out closets and sorting things out into different bedrooms….Sorry sons, but you will find piles on your beds the next time you enter your rooms.  But anyway, I wonder if maybe I shouldn’t have just started a Zumba class or a ride on my stationary bike.  Probably would have been more physically productive. HaHaHa

Well, as to the phone call, I’m not even going there. I’m gonna try to focus on the cleaning I have left to do. Because the term “opening up a can of worms” doesn’t apply here unless the worms are boxes of unused clothing, stacks of folders of old school assignment and shoes that no one wears anymore….yeah those are the “worms” I found in these closets. 

Well I must go tackle the beast that I have apparently awakened.

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Day 15

15 Feb

Ok, so I know it’s been a while. I’m trying to get into a new routine. It hasn’t been easy. I miss my son but life at home is also quite busy.  There’s days where the minutes just drag and then there are days where they just fly by.  I’m sure we have all had those days….even weirder, sometimes you get both all in the same day.

So yes, it is now Day 15 since my son left for Basic Military Training (aka BMT) for the US Air Force.  I am a very proud mother, just as I was when my first son went away to college.  But I will have you know that pride and joy are not always synonymous.  While my heart is full of pride for him, I am not always super happy. YES, in case you were thinking it, I am definitely, without a doubt, being selfish.  But what mother wouldn’t be at this point.  It’s not like I’m not happy for him, but I miss him and I know that there are a few things he is probably not doing well at (like folding clothes perfectly) and the thought of some random man yelling in my son’s face because his t-shirt is not folded in perfect measurements without a single wrinkle….well that just makes my skin crawl.  I really would love to go there and ask him if I can please see his clothes at home, or his car, or…well you get the picture.  And besides, why on God’s green earth and for the love of the beautiful country DOES IT MATTER IF HE CAN FOLD A T-SHIRT SO PERFECTLY???  How exactly does that make me feel safe and secure at night??? If the guy can shoot and not let anyone past his security post or he can take down any intruder, yes, that my friends is what will make me feel safe when I go to sleep at night. 

Oh well, venting aside, I really don’t get that.  I get that there has to be order and equality to a certain level, and I also get that it is discipline they are learning, but I never understood that.  And if anyone says: “I guess you wouldn’t understand!” in a sarcastic way, I will have you know that I too have been thorugh the same grueling mess called Basic Military Training, many years ago.  While I was able to perfectly make my bed and perfectly fold my clothes, I never understood the WHY???

So anyway, my son is doing pretty good there.  He misses home, of course, but is otherwise doing well.  I am so proud of him. 

Well, nonetheless, I’ve decided that I gotta get back in the swing of things, if only for my own sanity. So anyway, not that I have many followers right now, so I am not gonna worry about boring anyone with my topics. So for now, this will be an online journal for me…a place for me to unload thoughts and yes, sometimes feelings.  

I hate to say this…Wait, no I don’t…I will just tell you this: I will be updating about my son that is in basic military training for the Air Force, because he is, after all, on my mind often…..

So for now, I’ve got a bone to pick with this city….this will be my next blog. 

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Day 0:

31 Jan

Well my son left today for basic military training. I am quite aware of the fact that this is an inevitable part of life and growing up; but watching him take every step away from us this morning as he worked his way up the escalator towards airport security, I couldn’t help but imagine my little man as a young boy going to school. I was being really strong with only a couple tears (here & there) escaping. I promised him I would do my very best to refrain from crying. I’d say I did pretty good under the circumstances. I saw my little boy walk away and the next time I see him a grown man will be marching by in formation. 

Well this is Day 0 and really I don’t know how many zero days we have before his actual training begins.   Stay tuned……

Bittersweet moments

30 Jan

So we return from a wonderful night out bowling, enjoying family time….that was great. It’s definitely time for bed since we have to wake up by 0400 hrs and leave the house no later than 0430 hrs to head to the airport to wave goodbye, or rather, so long to our middle son as he begins a new chapter in his life….Basic Military Training for the USAF.  Tomorrow will be a very sad day, but I will do my best to maintain composure and not cry (MUCH) in front of him. I gotta try my hardest to be strong in front of him because this is just as difficult for him.  We will see how that goes….I am off to bed now.  God bless you all and good night.

Bowling–not my cup of tea

30 Jan

Sooo, we are going bowling.  I’m not good at it, but it can be fun. It’s a last day activity for us to do together as a family, assuming my oldest can go (hint hint if you’re reading).  That’s 2 days in a row we do something I’m not good at…yeterday was ice skating. I pretty much sat it out and took pictures/video. 

God gave me many talents but ice skating and bowling are not two of them. Haha! Off we go….