Chasing a dream into the MMP

This coming Tuesday marks the end of a private (and sometimes not so private) month of hell that I’ve been living in. It started with my birthday, continued with Dave’s birthday, then our anniversary, and it will conclude with the anniversary of his passing on the 23rd. In spite of the fact that I’ve made it through all of the above, I have little idea how to prepare myself for the day.

I’m thankful to say that while having dinner with a friend last night, though, it sort of got put into perspective for me. While the subject that he was discussing was entirely different, the principle was the same. He was talking about how his kids were always being forced to remember the dates that things happened in school. And he said that it didn’t really matter when things happened, but instead that they happened and what their significance was. He doesn’t even know how profound I found this statement to be but I believe he was so, so right.

While I already have a few activities planned for the 23rd, it really doesn’t matter what the date was, it matters what happened and what I have chosen to do going forward from the event. So, I hereby publicly take this moment to mourn deeply the loss that so many of us who loved him are feeling as this anniversary comes to pass.

But, I also need to look at the bridges built by my Love because of who he was in this world. As you have all heard me say so many times, I am grateful for the HFUNs and how they have enriched my life. Not only them, but one of Dave’s other brother’s as well. I am especially grateful for the relationship that I have with his nieces (the HFUN daughters) and also for the time that I get to spend with his son. I still consider it a miracle and a great gift that these people are a part of my life and I still maintain that without them that I probably wouldn’t be here today.

Lastly, I look at who I have become in this same amount of time. I was going to say ‘this last month not withstanding’ but I actually think even it has been part of a tremendous step forward for me. While it’s true that through the stress of all these remembrances I have gained back some of the weight that I worked so hard to lose, I have never given up on my goals. And, more specifically, to the point of this whole entire long winded MMP, I have never given up on chasing my dream of running a marathon for me and for the memory of the man who inspires me and gives me hope.

So, thank you, Dave, for having enriched the lives of so many, even after you were gone. The world is a better place because you were a part of it. And because of you, I’ll keep on chasing my dream based on a memory… :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:

Thanks, guys, for bearing with my tribute. And my thoughts still are with Cheryl,** lieu**, and Taters as they remember their loved ones as well.

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That was so sweet.
Happy Moonday!

It’s a dark 74 degrees outside with a projected high of 87.
I have to go some time today to buy food, although I’m not sure what to waste my money on feeding the mouse. I guess if it doesn’t come in a can or go in the freezer I won’t be buying it/

I am up way too early.
I got to bed at a reasonable hour but had to get up around 12:30 to visit the facilities and of course the dog wanted out. The son took care of the dog and brought him to my room, only the dog decided he’s rather stay with the son. Two hours later Sah-son scared the crap out of me when he opened my bedroom door to let the dog back in my room. I was up for 2 hours. fell back asleep and then got jarred awake when my friend called me at 4:30 in the am.
I wish she would get a day job. Not that I care if she wakes me up but because it’s hard for us to catch up with each other this way.

So my eyes are burning and I’m going to try to get a little more sleep.

Still deciding on the house.

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis a hyooooooomid 72 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 87 and yet another 40 percent chance of rain. We had some rains yestiddy afternoon/early evenin’. I say rains due to the fact that it would pour ten minutes, stop, the sun would come out, half an hour later pour for ten minutes, stop, the sun would come out… lather, rinse, repeat.

I had a moment of insanity yestiddy which will result in my showin’ up at the church house at four p.m. to help make sketties for all the kiddies and adults at VBS. Yeah, Vacation Bible School which I just hated as a cub. Weird it bein’ an evenin’ thing but this year it is. Oh well, it’s just one night and I was promised wine so at least I have that to look forward to, right? :smiley:

{{{StickyBuns}}} That was beautiful.

Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy is hongry. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Gonna be a loooooooong day.

Happy Moanday Y’all!

{{{Sticky}}}- that really is a great way of looking at it. Sounds like you’ve turned a really big corner - good for you!

It’s an amazingly cool 70° at the moment, so I’ve got a couple of windows open. It won’t last, but I’ll take what I can get while I can get it. There’s a load in the washer, and one more to follow. When **FCD **gets up, we’re going to attack the hill that’s becoming overgrown - he’ll use the lopper against small treelets that dare to emerge and I’ll yonk out weeds and such. We’ll take advantage of the cool as long as it lasts or until our backs protest too much.

No crabbers today - it’s a random day off on my random list.

And that pretty much sums up the morning. Onward into the day!!!

Happy Moanday!! :smiley:

Blurf.
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Okay, I give up – what the devil is a HFUN ? (Sticky buns, sounds like you’re on a healthy path!)

I don’t remember what the acronym stands for, but it’s Dave’s family; **Sticky’**s almost in-laws.

If you think that one is bad, wait until TVCTPMO comes around…

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Blurf. And 3 whole days till my next day off.

sniff I got a dust particle in my eye. Yeah thats it. Made me smile first thing Monday morning and that is a good thing.

Had a blah weekend. Not bad, just blah. Had some friends over for dinner and to give them the keys to the kingdom so they can watch teh kittehs while we are gone. Packed as much as I could. Saw Red 2 (highly recommend, was funny). Made sure that it was going to rain by washing the car. The excitement, I could barely stand it.

{{{{Bunz!!}}}} That was beautiful. I think something flew into my eye…

Happy Monday everyone, commence caffienation.

In other news, my baby granddaughter is coming to visit at work today! The kids were close by for my SIL’s nephew’s baptism, they spent the night at his sister’s which is ten minutes from me here so I made the CatKid promise to bring the little dumpling by!

{{{Sticky}}} That was beautiful.

I can’t get into my email and the light fixture directly over my desk is making some weird tapping noise. I considered staying home today, and I see now that I should have done so.

It felt like a very long weekend, mostly because I didn’t do anything at all. Saturday I made a run out to return something at Bed Bath & Beyond, and to pick up the groceries I ordered online. Sunday, I ran to the grocery store to get all the things I forgot to order or they forgot to give me (I’ve got a $30 credit coming to me because the bastages left out at least one bag). And those are the only times I left the house. The rest of the time, Roomie and I sat on the couch and did craft projects, and we watched about three seasons of The Office. And it was wonderful.

Also, we never got our damned thunderstorm. They’ve been promising us rain since last Thursday, and I have yet to see it. It did cool off a little, though.

Thanks, everyone.

Happy Family Up North or as VBob said, my almost family.

Today I’m going to continue making sculptures and spoon rings (ugh). There’s a big show coming up that I’m on the wait list for and on the off chance that I get in, I want to be prepared.

Gave up on trying to sleep.
No sooner did I fall back asleep and the phone rings. I should have turned the ringer off.
Now I’m up and my ears are stuffy and my eyes are watery and my throat is sore and my head aches.

I have some chicken in the freezer, I think chicken for dinner tonight.

That was really sweet, Sticky. I wish we too could have known Dave and been better people because of it as that what some lives are capable of and in part here for. I know Dave was a great guy and part of him still lives on through you as you share that part of him with others, both through stories and continuing his legacy of compassion and kindness.

When we know someone like that I find it comforting to think what they might have done when difficult decisions come along. Their voice might be fainter but it’s no less compelling. Hopefully we’ll know a number of friends like that and maybe, if we’re lucky, we can even be that to someone else.

My sister’s birthday is the 21st, so I think of that date every year. I think I’ll remember Dave too and what I know of him through you.

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Dammit, I cleaned this place yesterday. Why is it so dusty in here?

Sketties? Y’all have fancy VBS. When I was a kid we got Kool-Aid, ring cookies, and cheesy poofs. Ring cookies still make me think of VBS, actually.

I suppose I should eat breakfast sometime today. My game is still downloading. This will probably be a full 24-hour download. Oh well, at least I’ll finish Bleak House today. I’ve gotten to the part where I’m yelling at the book to END ALREADY! Bleak House: In which Dickens got paid by the page.

Didn’t he always? I remember reading A Tale of Two Cities in high school, and I thought the story was brilliant, but Jesus, did it take forever. :slight_smile:

Good mornin’. This weekend the bookshelves over my bed fell down on top of me (I’m okay), and my home computer and the Wii blew out their power units in a storm, so blurf. But, today, Ah, today is different! Today is the 35th Anniversary of my marriage to the beauteous Madame Pepperwinkle. I can hardly wait to get back home tonight, and see what she’s come up with.

I need to get a white dress for the baby’s blessing next Sunday (Similar to a christening) I can’t find anything under $50. Why spend that much on an outfit she will likely puke or poo allover?