Can always depend on my daughter and niece to try to make me feel better. #bedhairselfies
Today, I woke with a headache, so I called in, took some meds and attempted to lay back down, but NO, my uncle was watching TV and it was so loud. I closed my door, still too loud, tried texting him to turn it down, eventually used the Comcast app to cut off the box so he would get the picture.
AHHH, now I went back to sleep, woke up again around 2pm headache gone, great, but also felt like I had a clarity about my head that I had been searching for months. I got up and went out to handle my business, still with clarity, but by the end of the evening that clarity was gone and I was back to sitting on the fence.
I know what I have to do to stay stable and accomplish this goal but this mind is taking me on too much of a journey this week.
I too remember this well and miss the interaction of all my extended family and just enjoying each other not things. I have personally “spoiled” my children and have regrets on that because they don’t appreciate all that I sacrifice to ensure they are happy and well rounded.
I truly miss those days
I remember growing up in the late 80s and early 90s, doing something that today’s kids rarely do anymore, play outside. I’m from New York, the Bronx, actually. Before Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and cell phones, that’s what we did. What else was there to do with no social media or computers? We had our video games, but, that was our last resort. A least for the guys on my block. I’m not saying we were the first to do it, all our fathers did it, but we are probably the last generation to play outside. I mean we did everything, all sports from sunrise to way past sundown, especially in the summer time. When we weren’t playing organized team sports we were out racing on our big wheels. Anyone remember those things? (Like if you remember). We ride bikes, rollerblade (a staple of the 90s) even played dangerous games as…
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Today has been very quiet, I half expected as much but not really.
It marks the 1 year anniversary of the death of my Granny, the matriarch of our family. I miss her now more than that day, because our lives have completely changed, some for the better but the wish of staying close she had is really over.
I slept in until about noon, Amia is in her room, and no phone calls. On a normal day, super great but today seems ominous.