Moms always right?

Spent the afternoon with my mom, not doing anything fun.  I finally went in and got my eyes checked; I was sick of everything being blurry so my mom pulled rank and made me go. Turns out she was right () and I've got some serious things to have checked. Nothing diabetic, thank u Jesus! But some things none the same. Then we sat in the car and visited for a few hours so I wasn't anxious about what's coming. Wish me luck so I can keep updating! 

Happy daughter day

 Not too many people know that when I was 20 I became a mom to 2 adorable children. My daughter was 10 and my son was 8. In 2004 the whole family (kids, dad, grandma, and co-mom) went back to Iraq and I haven't heard from them in 20 years until July when an accident brought my daughter back in my life. In my mind she is still that teeny little child, even though she has 3 of her own now. That said, Happy Daughters day, "R". I have never stopped looking for or loving you and I'm so proud of who you've become

My... daughter... holy wow!!

 For those who don't know, when I was 20 I had a small family of 2 children, and the in laws that came with them. In 2002 that entire family went home (Iraq) and I've spent my adulthood looking for them, while afraid to find them.

Recently I was reunited with my 33 yr old daughter and she is just as happy to be reunited as I am, even though our lives have taken drastic turns.

Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we fill in gaps and straighten the edges of what was taken from us

Don =(

 Don is Mike's stepfather and he's one of the best. Literally,  when you treat him with respect,  he's like Santa Claus and will be your best friend.  He puts up with Mike and brothers,  and a bunch of females and female issues.  He's the kind of guy who would go into a store,  buy tampons,  buy cookies,  hide the tampons in the cookie bag and give you both,  without making a big deal about it. 

I once asked him if I could have some spare blocks for a church craft.  He gave me the spares, cut more for me,  donated some paper and money,  showed up at church and bought his own blocks back,  and donated money to my church.  

He's been having some issues and in and out of the hospital and it saddens me that he doesn't feel well.  I won't state it here cause it is his private life but he deserves prayer,  so if you are reading this... please pray for Don. 

Homemade pain relief; yuck!

 I found this recipe online it's part cayenne pepper and part castor oil. Mix it all together in a jar Shake It Up Every now and then, and rub it on your sore spots. Supposedly it works better than THC or any other medical science stuff. I want to believe it because castor oil is what they used to use as punishment when a child was bad or as a.. bathroom remedy. As in I haven't pooped in a week so PA gives you castor oil. All I've noticed so far is when I walk around the yard I got a bunch of dogs following me. A little unnerving, hahaha!

I noticed Shawn was online so I sent him a picture of it. He's in Arizona with Lizzie and then I guess they're coming here to Washington. My mom thinks it's all about money but I think Shawn has the same disorder I do, we just can't be alone. Doesn't matter if we actually love the ones we're with-- we just can't be alone.

It's a little bizarre too text Sean because at one point he told my mom he thought I never loved him. As I've blurted out in this blog before, I almost killed him in the car accident so maybe I'm afraid to get close to him but I swear I've never stopped loving him! He's the baby brother that found Michael and 911 is telling him how to do CPR on a dead body. He is the baby brother that saw the kitchen on fire when he was only four or five years old. If he hadn't gone out to the kitchen when he did, we would have been trapped in the bedroom. Yeah, we could have jumped out the window of the trailer but you don't think about things like that when it's actually happening. He's the baby brother that helped me tell Michael that the neighbor dog all but decimated his dog, patches. Michael loved that dog and they came to play with the kids I was babysitting and that neighbor dog made patches out of patches. I was crying at 15 years old but at 9 years old s h a w n was the strong one. How can he think I don't love him? That's one for the ages I suppose.