Frustrations from H#@&!!!!!!

That sounds like fun, a bing cherry party to see who can spit their pits the farthest!    Guess I just needed a good laugh and its great to be able to come here to vent to all you great friends.  You always make me feel better.

And you, Pammie, crack me up as usual.  Yeah, life has been the pits lately but I know I have a big freezer full to cherries too.    When life hands me the pits I just need to learn how to spit them out and go on.  I know how blessed I am compared to so many others.  It is ironic how I had hundreds of cherries right here in front of me and all I really saw was the pits!  Life has been like that lately.  It has just been like a snowball.  It starts out small and just keeps getting bigger and bigger until I decide to bring it in the house and then have a meltdown.  Water, water everywhere!  My poor attempt at humor!!! 

I do know that "things" are not as important as people, memories, etc.  My grandma was a huge inspiration to me in my deciding to have WLS.  I was 47 and she was 94 at the time.  I was walking with a cane and weighed 350#.  She was walking on her own and had very few health problems.  Hello?  She was a witness to me losing all that weight and now she's in heaven rejoicing that I can wear "her" clothes, in her size.  How humbling that is to me. 

I could listen endlessly to her stories about her 103 years on this earth and all the changes that she lived through.  I got my perseverence and determination from her!!  She lived through the depression era, war, and yes, even severe flooding in her home several times.  She had children that died as babies, and watched several relatives, even grandchildren, great gc, & great, great gc and friends pass on while she continued to live through much adversity, never complaining; just being grateful for the 103 years she had on this earth and always enjoying what she did have, not regretting what she didn't have.  She always came through the hard times & enjoyed the simple things of life. 

She couldn't afford expensive gifts at Christmas so we always got something that she made with her own hands.  Even the bows on the packages were made by her and were very unique.  Not just ribbons.  Her stories of "the old days" were priceless and entertaining. 

Yes, I have beautiful memories of her in my heart that can't be destroyed but things that she worked hard to create just for me with her 2 hands are very precious too. Thats what I mean by irreplacable.  It wasn't the things that she gave me but the reason behind what she gave and the fact that it came from her own bare hands.....if you know what I mean? That why this is so frustrating to me.

The love that all of you give to me and the ways you express it means so much more to me than things that money can buy.  Thanks for understanding that and being who you are to me. You've helped me find the humor in this and get perspective too.

Big hugs,
Kat