Days 5, 6, 7, 8....

I didn't want to bore everyone with a lot of posts.  After reading the ones I already posted I am not sure that I can keep up that prophetic writing...well today I wanted to talk about family.  Family is everything in your life.  No matter what happens you will always love blood.

I can truly say that I married my soul mate.  Being married to Fred has made me realize that if there is reincarnation we were definitely together in another life.  We jut fit! We laugh at the same things, and at times we say the same thing at the same time, we are constantly trying to call each other when the other one is calling.  We will be thinking the same thing and we are surprised when the other says it aloud.  We like the same foods, we love being together, we support each other, we share in all we do.  It is so easy to be with him.  He is my life!  My life was completed that summer day in 1978 when he put a necklace around my neck and told me that he loved me.

Like all moms I think my children are perfect...I truly do!!!! They have not all graduated from an ivy league college or won thousands of sports awards, or got all straight A's in school.  They we normal everyday children.  However, they have grown into better than normal adults.  They all have awesome significant others, there may have been doubts at how happy they would be, but they have washed all those doubts away and I know they have all chosen the person that best fits with them!  They are hard workers, great parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.  The one trait that I would say is their best is their love for us as parents.  They love to just hang out with us.  When we have family gatherings it is more like a bunch of best friends getting together and having fun.  It is so awesome to have the best kids in the world and I am not being prejudiced...I truly believe they are!!!!

My parents...well what can I say.  I grew up in the 60's and 70's and my dad was a cop...that says most of it.  Those were the days of getting spanked when you needed it, slapped when you talked back, mouth washed out with soap for swearing...those were the days.  I can truly say that when I was a young teenager I thought my parents were the meanest people in the world.  I would plan my runaway...my dad always said, "You can run away if you want, but I know cops all over the country and I will find you."  In my wonderful way of thinking I came up with a plan of never getting caught...I was going to run away to the panhandle in Oklahoma...I just knew no one would find me there!  However, I never tried my foolproof plan out.  As I grew, my parents mellowed, and I fell in love with them.

When my dad was bed ridden with emphysema I wished I could have given him my lungs so he could live.  He was a hard man to love, but when he let you in there was no getting out.  He played mister strong and mighty, but I learned he was really a pussy cat in a lions body.  He loved us all and would have done anything for us.  It was hard for him to show love because I think that he was not shown much love as a child...but once I knocked down that wall and learned to know and understand him, I learned that he was the best father I could ever of had.  He taught me how to work hard, tell the truth, be respectful, laugh, play jokes on others, work for what I want, love to have fun and that you can't take it with you so why save:)  In some ways the last one gets me into trouble, but I am always having fun in my life.  He taught me to shoot, fish, camp.  He taught me to ride motorcycles, astronomy, history, to love the west and many, many more things.  I am who I am because of him...I miss him everyday!

My mom is my rock.  We have had our ups and downs in life, but she has always been honest with me.  She has been there when I needed her, but never put her nose in where it didn't belong.  She loves with all her heart, but is not the hugging, kissy kind of a mom.  She is the lunch and coffee type of mom where you can have a real conversation and not feel you have to be someone else.  I can relax around her.  When she is around I feel like I am whole.  She taught me that I am smart, she respected me to make my own decisions, she let me fail, but was there when I needed to be picked up.  She never offered help, but was always will to help when I needed her.  She taught me how to be patient and kind. She taught me it is better to laugh then to cry. I do not know what I am going to do when she is gone, she is my best friend! 

My sisters...well here is a book in itself.  I have two sisters...I talk to one.  It is not that I don't love both, but I hate drama, I am more sensitive then I allow most people to see.  I cry easily and have low self esteem.  My one sister played to all of those things...she made me cry, made me angry, made my self esteem go lower, and created drama...I just don't need that in my life.  I don't even know if she knew how much she hurts people by making promises and then not following through...saying she will be there and then never shows, it hurts and it is hard to deal with. You get to a certain point when you say...I know that I love you, you are my blood, but I just can't really have you in my life.

The second sister reminds me of my mom!  She is the one person in my life I an count on the most.  She is the most caring, honest, trusting, and a truly loving person I know.  She is my idol, my role model, my guidance counselor, my psychologist, my doctor, my friend.  She has taught me to love with all I have, work hard, and never give up!  She makes me laugh, she teaches me new things every time I talk to her.  I wish I would win the lotto because I would send her to college!  She is so smart and has the best personality, she should have a doctors degree!  I think this because she is so determined she would have cured almost all of those nasty diseases that no one seems to be able to crack.  She would be an award winning doctor, that I know for sure.  She is driven and won't stop until she gets what she wants, or gets you what you want.  She is the perfect sister.  The only thing I hate about her is that she lives so far away and I don't get to see her every day! 

I have many more family...grandchildren cousins, nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, father-in law, bother in laws, sister in laws and more!  They have all shaped me into who I am...

I guess with all this love in my family why would I need to eat to fill a gap?  Really, after writing this, I don't need to.  My goal is to not eat to fill those emotional gaps I have.  When I start to feel sorry for myself, or think no one loves me...I will read this again and remember that I have people that love me.

I also have great friends to...all my Palombi pals, Joanne, Connie, Carol, Al, Michelle, Gail, Kim, Bob, Kari, LeeAnne, Mallory, Joey, Bill, Keith, Melissa, Kevin, Kelly, Kelly, Cassie, Jaime, Jen, Heather, and many, many more...sorry I can't name you all!  Love all of you!!!!! Thank you for your support!!!