Tuesdays Reminder

The thickness of the week hit me yesterday afternoon. Monday.  As usual in this life, you navigate through what life hands you. Sometimes it's messy, and sometimes it's not.  As such is true with all of us. Right? You put one foot in front of the other and you push through.

Winning.

Losing.

Hurting.

Loving.

Laughing.

Working.

Failing.

Following.

Leading.

How was your weekend kids?  

Mine started with these beauties.....

Thank you Bill. I love you.  

My birdie is fighting through yet another bad cold.  The same strain he's fought through 3 other times.  Only this time around his doctors mentioned it looks like it could be "The Mumps"-sending in more meds to help him recover.  Keep in mind, what most of all have been vaccinated for, others can't.  And so while he tries to get back into the mainstream line of life, he's confronted with many many obstacles.  Viruses. Setbacks. Push forwards (side jobs to live and pay his own bills-you know self sufficient as a man), and of course you land back at the pharmacy (a place your mom frets you be in) with more additions to the long list of meds your body absorbs on the daily.  The many texts from your mom filled with reminders and of course the never ending nagging for hydration, eating enough, etc...etc...it.is.never.ending.

 When he turns "2" he'll be vaccinated for MMR, and Chicken Pox.  

I can't begin to tell you the many "suggestions" from others about keeping him down, and in.

A gentle reminder to you all, unless you walk his/our path, you'd never know the road he's on.

A little history on the mumps (it's a painful jaw, with mild fever, and fatigue symptoms) -

So for all the "natural" people out there that have decided they aren't going to vaccinate their kids because of their newest findings. Remember the people that are in this category that can't. 

Also keep in mind that if you put yourself in his shoes, or his home, or his wallet, you'd be prompted to want to feel better, and get back in the mainstream of life.

So this week, yesterday afternoon to be exact....was a little setback.  For me. 

I was on the happy trail working my tail away, until that text, and call.

Instantly, I think..fuck. FUCK.

For him, he'll always smile.  He'll always send you a kind text back.

He'll smile through puking every morning.  Because chemo still isn't loved by his body.  Yet so needed for keeping him alive. 

I hope you all have a great week.  For me, I'm focused. 

Again.  On life. 

On healing.  On praying. On sleep. On my son.

Toss in working, and pushing through to survive in the fiberglass jungle.

Hustle every day, all day....wrestle with sheets all night every night--LOL.

Happy Birthday cousin Monica! ( couldn't find a recent picture..and so...) 

Happy Birthday Grant!  

We love you both so much!

May the love of life be in your favor. 

God Bless you friends and family....

This Mama Lisa