Good Morning Dear Readers,
Happy Friday and Happy Weekend. Today, we have the last blow up of the swimming pool happening here. The plaster people are finally here and that means as soon as they are done today we start to fill it up. This mermaid may be swimming in her own backyard by Sunday. And Mr is home today to “supervise” the plaster people, Dear God. He is outside right now asking them so many questions, I had to say “Sweetheart they can’t do the pool if you are talking to them and their English isn’t all that great.” LOL Mr is a control freak.
So, I have had to take a low profile this Mother’s Day week because my Anxiety was off the charts. I am feeling better today. I had to get my head right and figure out how to calm down and turn my thinking around. But, losing a child in the way I did gives me PTSD.
So, another story about a drug addict came to me yesterday while I was taking a nap. See, I don’t even have to leave my bed for these stories to come to me. It was as USUAL very sad story, my friend who owns a business here had to go into her employees desk drawer and found a bag of needles, a bag of white powder and syringes. This employee has every problem you can shake a stick at and 4 kids. My friend is very involved with helping and fixing these kids and of course the mother said it was B-12. Ok!!!!! Is it just me who doesn’t believe her? Hmmmmm, I don’t know.
My sweet Louise
took a verbal beating this week on the phone from Little Lou who is so upset about who will take care of Daddy, and what about my career and what am I going to do about Daddy and Mommy you didn’t hold up your agreement. Dear God, we both got PTSD after that call. Because, you see, I had this conversation for years with Michael. With families of addicts the story line is all the same, the players are different but it’s basically the same story. ME ME ME ME, addiction is a very selfish disease. And, really not kidding when it’s said ITS A FAMILY DISEASE.
And, to all my dear wonderful friends, Happy Mother’s Day. Sending so much love. I am feeling somewhat better about it all. I spent most of this week being very quiet, low key and meditating. It is not a wonderful time for me. Thank God Mr is home now because he is a very stabling person for me. To my friend, Renee Stambaugh, sending you love on Mother’s Day, Peace and good wishes.
So, tell me what you think about my friends employee? What would your advice have been? I will tell you my advise in my next article.
Love and Peace,
Thelma, The Mouthy Mermaid