Saturday, September 6, 2008
The worst week of my life
People say that God gives you only what you can handle and I believe I am there. On September 2Nd, 2008 my husband of 11 years told me that he didn't want to be married any more that he wanted to be free and run. Just be on the road and have no responsibilities. It has been very difficult for me because he was my rock as well as my best friend. I feel lost and alone in this world. But though this I have found that I have some very Awesome kids. They have been there for me in every way. To make matters worse my Brother-in-law died on September 5th, 2008. He was my Brother-in-law by law but my Brother in my heart. I have know him since I was 12 years old. He has always been their for me when every I needed him. He believed that I could do anything I set my mind to even though I didn't believe him. Losing two people in my life that I was very close to has been a big blow. When I needed my husband the most he wasn't there. I don't know how I am going to get though these next few months. I guess I need to take it one day at a time.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
As I came home from work the other night I came down Glisan street and was going to turn on to 131st Ave but couldn't, it was being blocked by two police cars. No problem I can go down 128th but it was blocked by two police cars as well. Not a problem I can go down 127th but no it was blocked as well. Not a problem I can go down 124th, there was two police cars but they weren't' blocking the street. I turned and halfway down the street there was two police cars blocking Oregon Street. By now I am just a little nervous. I grew up in this neighborhood and I haven't seen that many police in my life time in the neighborhood. As I got to Hassalo I rolled down my window to ask the police man If I should be worried going home. He told me that they were looking for a man that had stolen a car and had run into the neighborhood. Were I live I have a 10 acre field next door to me. They call it a park but it's a field. I remember as a kid trying to hide from my sisters and laying up next to the fences and they couldn't see me. I told this to the police man and he decided to follow me home. As he walked me up to the front door my dogs started barking. Now Jack hates guns. I don't care if they are plastic or real, he hates them. Now if I didn't know Jack I would have been afraid. The cop said with a little chuckle, I think you are going to be OK, If he was in there I would have to call the coroner. I don't know if they found the guy because I locked up my house and didn't go out again. At least we know that the Portland Police do work.
Monday, January 21, 2008
It's about time
Disclaimer: If you have a heart attack or fall off your chair I am not responsible. "I am writing on my blog. The world will not come to an end.
Well so much has happened since July were to begin. I broke my ankle in September and no I was not trying to follow in Kris foot steps. After a couple of months I am back on my feet. Not something I want to do again.
This is short but I promise I will keep my blog up. Maybe not daily but at least weekly.
I am taking a Income tax law class. I am so glad I have been audited because if I had been I would have been screwed. You can bet I am changing the way I am keeping records.
The other class I am taking is a computer class. Now I thougth I knew alot about computers, I don't. Both of these classes have made me rethink how much I know.
Well so much has happened since July were to begin. I broke my ankle in September and no I was not trying to follow in Kris foot steps. After a couple of months I am back on my feet. Not something I want to do again.
This is short but I promise I will keep my blog up. Maybe not daily but at least weekly.
I am taking a Income tax law class. I am so glad I have been audited because if I had been I would have been screwed. You can bet I am changing the way I am keeping records.
The other class I am taking is a computer class. Now I thougth I knew alot about computers, I don't. Both of these classes have made me rethink how much I know.
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