Author: janep38

How stupid some people are. We were just discussing some of the decisions they make. You can’t help but laugh at their stupidity. They aren’t nearly as intelligent as they think they are. One day, they will see exactly what I’m talking about…..

Thanksgiving without Troy. He loved cooking the turkey, he would get up real early and get it in the oven. I really miss the Thanksgivings we had with our parents. I have such great memories of getting together with them. My Dad always fried the best potatoes and Troy’s mom made the best dumplings and rolls. Everyone back then was appreciative of everyone. It was so awesome to get together with everyone. We all sat around the table as one big happy family. Our differences didn’t show, they didn’t matter. None of that matters but people realize that when it’s too late. I really get so much from Sherrie Campbell, she knows all about the narcissistic, controlling people. She has the best advice. You just have to overlook the people who lie and try to manipulate. Stay away from them…..

To the table at Thanksgiving. People have become so cruel over the last few years. I haven’t been welcome to the Thanksgiving table for years. I’m glad I’m the bigger person. And so is Ashley. There will be many more not invited to the Thanksgiving table this year due to the election. I’m glad I grew up in the 70s where people didn’t care who you voted for. We all loved each other. We were all invited to the table at Thanksgiving…..All of my friends and family know and they don’t really understand the reasoning. Like I said everyone was invited to the table in years past. We didn’t care about our differences. We all put them aside and sat at the table together. We were bigger than our differences. Our love for each other pushed all of our differences to the side…..

my Dad today. I treasured the stories he told me about his service in WWII. He was trained as a machine gunner and mortarman. He was on the front lines, I was so proud of him. He never felt anything was owed to him, he was a hard worker. It wasn’t until I was in my 20’s that he started sharing stories with me. He told me about when he was hit by shrapnel and two fellow soldiers carried him to safety. If they hadn’t done that, he said he never would have made it. He wore his Bible out when he was in his foxhole. He was barely 18 when they drafted him. But he never complained. I helped him get his medals replaced I have them now and I am so thankful I helped him get them. I also got him listed on the Purple Heart Wall of Fame. He never mentioned his service when we were younger but as I got older and started asking him questions, he began to share with me his war stories. I am so thankful he did…..I’ve always been so proud of him…..Thank you Dad for your service!!! People like you have kept us free….

Risa. I’m at a loss that I cannot find an obituary or any information about her. I saw her senior picture with others from our class that passed away. I reached out to a fellow classmate and asked about Risa. I was shocked to hear what she said. Risa and I were good friends in high school she spent a lot of time at my house. When I was dating Troy, she was dating his friend. After they moved to Laurel, we made trips there every weekend. She then started dating someone else and didn’t want to go to Laurel anymore. She was spending so much time with Chuck that I hardly saw her. The next thing I know she’s pregnant. She married Chuck. The last time I saw her I visited her at her apartment after she had Liza. Fast forward to one of our high school reunions I picked her up to go with us. She complained the whole time, she called Chuck to come and get her. Fast forward to now I learn she has passed away, there was no service for her. She had been on dialysis and had to have her leg amputated. Makes me sad that we lost contact, we both went our separate ways. I have good memories of our time together. I hope and pray that she went peacefully….

how childish and immature people are. There are all these arguments about the election. When I was growing up everyone got along, they didn’t care who you voted for. But these days people even throw out family if they disagree with them. Pretty sad that people are so shallow. Sometimes they make up lies about people to make them look bad, but people that know you know better. That is the reason this country is so divided, people cannot respect others choices. They are inconsiderate and have disdain for anyone who disagrees with them….like I said childish and immature….this speaks volumes about your character or should I say lack of.

2017, I had to say goodbye to Sadie. I was so close to her, she had congestive heart failure, and I had to let her go. I had to go by myself to have her cross Rainbow Bridge. Our daughter was at work, and our son was out of town. This should have been one of the early signs of what was to come. Sadie and Lucy both kept me going after Troy passed. I didn’t know what I was going to do without Sadie. I still miss her just as much today as I did when I said goodbye that day. Sometimes when we are going through something tragic, we don’t always see things as they really are, unfortunately. As I look back at different events since Troy passed, I see the sometimes subtle signs that should have been a clue to me….We sometimes don’t see people as they truly are, but in the end we see them for what they really are….

in 2013, Troy found out he had esophageal cancer. I was in total shock upon hearing the diagnosis and he was in so much pain because the doctor perforated his esophagus. The ambulance would take him to the hospital and he was admitted to ICU. I wanted to scream please let me off this roller coaster. Our lives would never be the same, forever changed. Your life can change in a matter of seconds, you always hear that but you always think it won’t happen to you, but it does. Our lives became before the cancer and after the cancer. We had just went to Florida a few weeks before, I know why he picked Florida, he knew how sick he was and it was a chance for him to see the beautiful ocean and beaches. Unfortunately, that would be our last vacation together. There are so many memories of those months following the diagnosis. Sometimes they all run together, all I wanted to do was wake up from the terrible nightmare we found ourselves in. My mind is full of our 38 plus years of memories. I’m glad I have them but I hate the ending to it all. But life goes on….so remember to love….not hate… because none of us are getting out of here alive.