“I know that we are blessed in many ways. I just don’t feel like counting them. Maybe tomorrow.”
Because I really want to emphasize this - you owe no one an explanation, so don’t give it a second thought, and as far as counting your blessings tomorrow? It can just bloody well wait until you are good and ready. Let yourself feel the way you need to feel, whatever that is.
Thank you Thank you thank you Al!! For validating and acknowledging my anger! so many people believe we must stiffle it and take the higher road all the time. Most likely I believe it myself, which is why my outbursts at times make me feel guilty. It has never stopped me from acknowledging and expressing it, but always the guilt.
Over the years I have learned to not direct it at people (thats taken some work) so much. But I still feel the need to release it. The years I didn’t express it, I drank too much, smoked too much, and usually handled it with self-destructive behavior.
As someone who tries to live by moderation now, learning to handle anger has been a challenge. My Dad, (whom I love dearly) has made jokes about my poison pen (or keyboard); lovingly I might add. He understands my need to release it, too. For me, give me a keyboard and let me vomit the emotions out, and I feel better eventually. Although I know most don’t know how to take my anger or outbursts of emotion, it is how I handle life’s disappointments. I have to feel it, express it, to get beyond it.
I just want to let you know how much I appreciate your willingness to take the time out to validate how I feel. I know I can sound pretty scary when I am in the middle of something I can’t change, that I don’t like. Maybe it makes me a spoiled brat, but it’s part of the way that I handle things.
Paul and I appreciate your ability to express yourself in the face of my outbursts! And, together we send you our love and prayers always. I know this has been an extremely rough year for you, and I admire how you have gotten through it with grace.
You’re my Arizona “Diane” and you know what I mean by that! Paul and I love you and Gary like family! I can’t wait to see you too, but what I want now? A big (((HUG))) and of course our chatter during a couple of pedicures! Both days are going to have some fun and laughter! Which always helps what may be ailing ya!
It blows my mind, in just our circle of friends how many of us (I include you and catching your hand on fire in this group) are being put through the tests, so-to-speak!
As we all handle our trials and tribulations differently, I value my friends who know what tolerance is; like gold!
I used to take great pride in saying that I had no desire to return to days of youth, but lately, I have to say this adult crap surely sucks! It almost makes a person long for the days when the biggest problems in life were things like acne and having a crush on someone that didn’t feel the same way. I recently had someone dear to me diagnosed with breast cancer. For the record, cancer is a dirty bastard and needs to be turned over someone’s knee and whipped severely.
Um, I guess I clean up nice? I did replace the photo taken prior to a formal event (the Tempe Governors Ball) not so much because I feel it’s misleading. But it is about 4 years old, and replacing it now seemed as good of time as any. The present photo is from March of 2008, so it is more up-to-date.
G-Man~
I’m with you on that one. I am so sick of the word “cancer” and all that that one little word encompasses. From treatments to decisions and doctor appts. and just the overall nagging fear of whether this treatment is the right choice or not.
I’m so sorry to hear about your good friend. When you work your way through the anger and emotions of shock that accompanies this diagnosis; I know you too will find the strength to be there for her. Just to listen to her fears and all that she may have to go through with this rotton disease. It’s not so much what we can say to our loved ones struggling with this disease, as much as it is, just being there for them. Letting them talk, cry, get angry and express what they are going through.
Paul starts radiation this Thursday. There is nothing I can do for him, except BE THERE for him. Holding his hand while we wait, and then being there when the treatment is over.
I’m coming to the conclusion that just not letting him go through this alone is the best offering I can give him. (Besides cooking energy and immune system building foods to aid in keeping his energy level up.) I know that sometimes (not necessarily with my husband) just letting our friends struggling with this horrible disease know that they are not alone is the best we can give to them.
That is until medicine can actually come up with a way to turn this rotton disease over their collective knee and whip the shit out of it.
Thank you for taking time out to comment, G-Man and Pocket. I appreciate it.
“I know that we are blessed in many ways. I just don’t feel like counting them. Maybe tomorrow.”
Because I really want to emphasize this - you owe no one an explanation, so don’t give it a second thought, and as far as counting your blessings tomorrow? It can just bloody well wait until you are good and ready. Let yourself feel the way you need to feel, whatever that is.
Thinking of you both.
Thank you Thank you thank you Al!! For validating and acknowledging my anger! so many people believe we must stiffle it and take the higher road all the time. Most likely I believe it myself, which is why my outbursts at times make me feel guilty. It has never stopped me from acknowledging and expressing it, but always the guilt.
Over the years I have learned to not direct it at people (thats taken some work) so much. But I still feel the need to release it. The years I didn’t express it, I drank too much, smoked too much, and usually handled it with self-destructive behavior.
As someone who tries to live by moderation now, learning to handle anger has been a challenge. My Dad, (whom I love dearly) has made jokes about my poison pen (or keyboard); lovingly I might add. He understands my need to release it, too. For me, give me a keyboard and let me vomit the emotions out, and I feel better eventually. Although I know most don’t know how to take my anger or outbursts of emotion, it is how I handle life’s disappointments. I have to feel it, express it, to get beyond it.
I just want to let you know how much I appreciate your willingness to take the time out to validate how I feel. I know I can sound pretty scary when I am in the middle of something I can’t change, that I don’t like. Maybe it makes me a spoiled brat, but it’s part of the way that I handle things.
Paul and I appreciate your ability to express yourself in the face of my outbursts! And, together we send you our love and prayers always. I know this has been an extremely rough year for you, and I admire how you have gotten through it with grace.
All my love, my friend!
Teri
I love you both okay? I can’t wait to see you on Sunday AND on Monday. You can yell and scream at me and I’ll listen and you know that.
*HUGE HUGS!!!*
Rachel~
You’re my Arizona “Diane” and you know what I mean by that! Paul and I love you and Gary like family! I can’t wait to see you too, but what I want now? A big (((HUG))) and of course our chatter during a couple of pedicures!
Both days are going to have some fun and laughter! Which always helps what may be ailing ya! 
It blows my mind, in just our circle of friends how many of us (I include you and catching your hand on fire in this group) are being put through the tests, so-to-speak!
As we all handle our trials and tribulations differently, I value my friends who know what tolerance is; like gold!
We love you dearly, Rachel!
Teri & Paul
PS. Thank you for the side-bar alteration!
xoxo
Your posted pic doesn’t match your life’s experiences. That pic makes you look like a star, like someone foot loose and fancy free.
I guess looks can be deceptive.
Sorry about life’s turns right now for you.
I used to take great pride in saying that I had no desire to return to days of youth, but lately, I have to say this adult crap surely sucks! It almost makes a person long for the days when the biggest problems in life were things like acne and having a crush on someone that didn’t feel the same way. I recently had someone dear to me diagnosed with breast cancer. For the record, cancer is a dirty bastard and needs to be turned over someone’s knee and whipped severely.
Pocket,
Um, I guess I clean up nice? I did replace the photo taken prior to a formal event (the Tempe Governors Ball) not so much because I feel it’s misleading. But it is about 4 years old, and replacing it now seemed as good of time as any. The present photo is from March of 2008, so it is more up-to-date.
G-Man~
I’m with you on that one. I am so sick of the word “cancer” and all that that one little word encompasses. From treatments to decisions and doctor appts. and just the overall nagging fear of whether this treatment is the right choice or not.
I’m so sorry to hear about your good friend. When you work your way through the anger and emotions of shock that accompanies this diagnosis; I know you too will find the strength to be there for her. Just to listen to her fears and all that she may have to go through with this rotton disease. It’s not so much what we can say to our loved ones struggling with this disease, as much as it is, just being there for them. Letting them talk, cry, get angry and express what they are going through.
Paul starts radiation this Thursday. There is nothing I can do for him, except BE THERE for him. Holding his hand while we wait, and then being there when the treatment is over.
I’m coming to the conclusion that just not letting him go through this alone is the best offering I can give him. (Besides cooking energy and immune system building foods to aid in keeping his energy level up.) I know that sometimes (not necessarily with my husband) just letting our friends struggling with this horrible disease know that they are not alone is the best we can give to them.
That is until medicine can actually come up with a way to turn this rotton disease over their collective knee and whip the shit out of it.
Thank you for taking time out to comment, G-Man and Pocket. I appreciate it.
Love,
3T