Famous Last Words

A couple of days ago I told you all that I would explain why it is so very important to my family that we always tell each other we love the person we are speaking with. I told you that we learned you may live to regret what you say as last words to someone you love.

I was quite young when this story took place in our family so I will do my best to hold true to what happened give my recollection and the re-telling of it by others.  I will not be mentioning any names  or relationship to me because of the sensitivity of the story but these people are relations of mine.

Husband and wife were arguing. Wife told husband she 'hated him' and to 'drop dead' and she stormed out of the house.  When she came home, she found husband dead on the floor of the room she had left him.  He had had a heart attack right then and there...

Another story of someone I knew.  16 years old. Fighting with her mom. She stormed out of the house, having told her mom she hated her. Later that day, found her mom on the side of the road, having been killed by a drunk driver...

Be careful what you say.  Be careful what words come from your mouth in the heat of the moment that you just may live to regret for the rest of your life.

The wife from the first story... spent the rest of her life fighting alcoholism, depression, going in and out of mental institutions and, I can tell you, that I never, ever saw happiness in her eyes from that day forth.  She died having spent the rest of her life in agony and guilt over 4 horrible words she never meant in the first place.  I can tell you that because I used to love watching her as she would look at him, seeing the love in her eyes.

The 16 year old girl, in the second story, has never been able to find happiness either... in anything... She is now in her 40's and on her 3rd marriage. Searching but not knowing at all what she is looking for...

This is why we are slow to speak words spurred by anger. Yes, there are times when we still do wind up saying something we don't mean but we are quick to apologize and end the conversation with "I love you".  And I can never remember a time in my life when I have ever been able to tell someone "I hate them".  Those words can not be taken back... sometimes ever...

111 years young

and still going!

I am not even kidding.  Look what popped up in my news feed for Canada!  This 111 year young lady still going strong despite her 94 year young son passing away this past Thursday!

We're talking good blood-line or something!

Because I love him

I sent my dad a text.

A simple little text.

While I was at work.

It read "Just wanted to let you know how much I love you, Dad."

I got one back saying "I love you too, my girl :x"  (evidently that is a kiss! Oh the things you learn about technology from your dad! grin)

I'm pretty sure his text back to me warmed my heart as much as mine to him warmed his.

Tell someone you love just how much you do; one thing I have learned in my family (due to a situation I will share over the next few days) is that you really are never guaranteed tomorrow and you may live to regret the last words you ever say to someone.

No matter how upset my family gets with each other, our last words are always, always, ALWAYS "I love you".

No sign of arrival yet

but today just happens to be the due date of my first ever grandchild!

(It does count as "first ever" when mama is your step-daughter... even though you have never called her anything other than your daughter, right?)

"Holy what's up with the weather, Batman?"

You now, 'cause I couldn't come up with a much more clever Robin-esque saying.

It's the end of January. In northern Canada. And...


it is so warm out it is melting!!!!

This is the strangest phenomenon EVER!

Ok, well, not really but I wanted to be dramatic and stuff, all right?

It is strange though.  I don't think I have ever experienced a January like this in my life.  At least not to my recollection.

But, the cold starts to make a comeback this weekend.  You know, leaving sloppy roads slippery paths of death and doom (you know because all of a sudden I became morbid). Seriously though, we will most certainly be needing to use caution and common sense.

It's been a nice reprieve to the "punishment" of our harsh, dry cold winters (because I am again return to my roots of being mellow dramatic. I know how much y'all like that {grin})

Ok, so let's get the rest of winter over with... I could really use some greenery when I look out my window. {grin}

Hypocrite? Why, yes I am...

Well, when it comes to this one thing it sure seems like it anyway!

I hear resonating through The Land of Blog, "What one thing?!"  There are hands wringing together in anticipation for some seedy, dark reason or some "Ah huh! I knew she didn't really believe all that 'God stuff' she writes on here!"

Well, I'm gonna have to burst your bubble. Not seedy. Not dark. Not anything to do with religion or my view on God.

It has to do with hair.

Grey hair.

MY!!!!! Grey!!!!! Hair!!!!!

When my dad started getting grey hair, I told him they were pearls of wisdom, showing the world just how smart he is becoming.

I discovered grey hair on my head and, although I find it a priviledge to grow old I don't neccessarily want to display it, I... I...

Oh...

I plucked them out!

I. Am. A. Hypocrite!

Iamashamed...

{grin}

Let the Happy Dance Begin

Since our holiday and our eating out for two weeks on a budget (read: mostly crappy fast food) I had gained a fair bit of weight to my all ready too much.

I decided right then and there that I am doing something about it! I have eaten a lot, alot of spinach salads, tuna, salmon, veggies galore and making sure that we have been eating breakfasts like oatmeal.  The extra weight I had picked up came off very quickly and I had doubts that I would get any farther than that.

I have been trying to move past that weight, the weight I have been, for the past 5 years!  5 years of trying! 5 years of frustrations and tears and losing hope.

I stepped on the scale this morning and I have broken past that barrier!  I am currently 3 pounds less than I have been for the past 5 years!  It is not a big number but it is a super exciting number for me!!!

I will let you carry on with your day.  My happy dance commences!