Flaming June's Love

I am going to say it out loud right here and now. Jack has been diagnosed with ADD ADHD. SO there. Its out. He was evaluated again, by a child psychologist and he fit the criteria. So now what. So now we stick to a plan of attack and get this boy on a healthy path to coping with these symptoms. As we google the hell out of this we are finding that there is a way to get through this. It wont always be easy but we will make sure this boy grows to be the man he was intended to be. In the process we have applied for the assistance of a TSS worker. This is Therapeutic Staff Support. A person that will attend class with Jack and be his own little helper. Help him with any of the times he may have episodes of needing to focus they will be there to teach him how to cope with these symptoms. The plan is two years of intensive TSS and therapy at home we will get him through this. A few short words to start this adventure. A few short words to express my feelings of Jack Having a "DIAG...

On Letting Go author unknown To "let go" does not mean to stop caring. It means I can't do it for someone else. To "let go" is not to cut myself off. It's the realization that I can't control another. To "let go" is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another. It's to make the most of myself. To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about. To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive. To "let go" is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To "let go" is not to be in the middle, arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own destinies. To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept. To "let go" is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to ...

I WROTE THIS ABOUT MYSELF ABOUT A YEAR AGO. I WAS ATTEMPTING TO START A NEW BLOG WHICH NEVER KICKED OFF. I AM KINDA FUNNY. IT IS STILL ALL TRUE, WHICH IS KINDA SAD. I am a 43 year old wife/mother/nurse and hoochie mama as my husband loves to call me. I blog for cathartic reward. I read other blogs for insight into my own life. I have a 20 year old daughter, and 18 year old daughter and three year old son. This combination assuredly qualifies me for some amount of respect, if not a few warmhearted chuckles sent my way. I survived a massive heart attack after the birth of our son at the age of 39. I am in a daily struggle with my mortality and my wish for some really good cake without fat, cholesterol, or calories. The treadmill, albeit a lifeline to surviving heart disease is at this moment my nemesis. My motivation to keep it together happens to be the very things that challenge my sanilty. My beautiful, loving, funny, family. They are beyond what makes me tick, they are my clo...

Am I the only one that looks at photos and totally investigates backgrounds? I check out what is ont he floor behind the subjects, clocks, tabletops, shoes, feet, are the shirts buttoned? What is on their dressers? Are there dishes in their sinks in that picture? Also have you ever wondered what its like to live in someone elses house.? Well here is a quick look at my house at bedtime. only thing missing is JAcks LOUD VOICE!!!!

I had a lovely day with the girls and Timmy yesterday taking Missi to college. Really I was reminded of the good things about my ex husband. He is a safe driver, I never worry about an accident. He remembers everything I do. The kids, vacations, people and old friends. That is cool since Andy hasnt been around for all that stuff. So I must admit I was feeling a bit more nostalgic last night than is comfortable. It wasn't until tonight when Allie brought up one of the conversations we had in the car that I suddenly felt catapulted back to the days of being married to that man. In the car he asked Allie in some way whether she asks Kendall everyday "a thousand times a day" whether or not he loves her? I used to do this. He "explained" to her how when someone asks for love and attention you feel pressured to give it to them so then .... YOU DONT WANT TO. He told her that if you marry or are with someone that loves you more than you love them it can be quite ...

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. Kahlil Gibran Today was one of those days. I am writing it now so that someday we can all look back and realize that THIS DAY- was ONE of THOSE DAYS. I gave today. I gave alot today- and it was all given freely with LOVE in my heart. I Left my beauty somewhere else today. If she were to come home right now, she will have been changed for the experience of having us drive away. And I am, happy. I am crying tears of change and self doubt, but they are more tears of pride and relief. I am so proud of my Missi for being so determined to DO THIS. I doubted her for her quest to "DO ART". I worried that her drawing and creativity was going to distract her from the real works of life. Math, science, english. She did those tasks but her joy has always been ART. HER OWN ART. I am inspired by her ART, her CREATION. More than that I am so proud that her professors saw great thin...

hold on to me.. Hold to me sweet child Hold to momma's skirt. stay under my shelter dont leave my guard Im too scared to open the gate. As I see your dreams behind your eyes You want to reach to further skies, "you belong to me, along my side, You cant go I will decide." I cant decide, I must subside, Let her fly, let her fly. Be gentle world, To my sweet girl, My sweet girl, my sweet girl. Give her vision of her place in life, Give her courage to survive her strife, Give her patience to achieve her goals, Give me courage to let her go to let her go to let her go