Author: janep38

and prayers to my Bridesmaid in 1976 when I married Troy. She is in the hospital now and going to a nursing home next Monday because of her stage 4 cancer. I wish I was closer so I could see her. She was always such a good friend, I pray for her healing. Love you Barb….

that there are thousands of us who are being disrespected among other things. It’s the same story over and over. Really unbelievable. It’s sad what has happened to society, such hate being spewed. Karma will come home one day….

I found Doormat Mom. She has quite a following and I’m now one of them. Let’s see what happens….

Birthday to my Dad on January 19. I miss him a lot. He never said a lot but when he talked I listened. He was a hard worker who was wounded in WWII. I miss his stories about his war time. I really came to know who he was by those stories. He wasn’t even 18 when they drafted him. He was a mortar man and machine gunner. He spent his time on the front line. He was my HERO. I miss you Dad and you will always be my hero…..

makes sense. I was talking with a fellow widower at one of our get togethers. I was telling her the situation and what she said to me made total sense. It put it all in perspective. A constant drip drip drip from someone can alter what you believe. Can convince you to believe something other than what really is. Convinces you that your parents are bad and your childhood was bad. Hopefully at some point something will stir and a small opening will be made and that opening will get bigger and bigger until the truth is revealed. This happens to people all the time. They no longer think for themselves someone else tells them what to think and believe. Just like a cult does but it’s actually one person doing it all….or one family.

was always when Troy did his shopping. He said he loved the crowds and he was just really in the Christmas spirit. He was always smiling, I remember shopping with him when we lived in Indiana and we hadn’t been married very long. We went into a store and a clerk said does he always smile like this, I said he sure does. He was just like Ruby, he had such great parents. They loved him so much and afforded him so many opportunities. He was always grateful for that, his love and respect for them showed. I loved them too. They treated me with the same kind of love. He was so thankful they adopted him. He was devastated when they passed. I hope he found them when he passed. Merry Christmas Troy…..

To Christmas. I’ve been going through plastic tubs full of memorabilia of Troy and me. Brings back a lot of memories, some painful. I believe we always treated people we knew with kindness and respect. We never tried to change anyone or expect them to think the way we did. People aren’t that way anymore, they are selfish, inconsiderate and hateful. I can say that because I’ve been on the receiving end of that hate. I miss Troy but I’m glad he’s not here to experience what I have. And how convenient to display this behavior after he died. My parents raised me to be a kind, considerate person and you’re not going to change that, no matter what you say……I would never let anyone keep me from my parents, the ones who took care of me when I needed them. They deserve my thanks for being there for me. Thank you Mom and Dad for everything….