I HATE being sick!

So as you can see from my title...I am sick...I hate this. I have pneumonia. I started feeling sick on Tuesday night. And like always I did not listen to my body and slow down. I went to work Wed, and Thursday...only on Thurs. to find myself actually laying down while the kids were at recess. I woke up Friday feeling like I had been stabbed in the chest. Passed out briefly and then ended up in the er...such good drama and I am not even exaggerating...I love a good story...TOO BAD it sucks and is about me....I hate being sick, I am bored, and lonely...I wish my sister were closer...I have had an interesting few days...So anyhow.
Yes, I spoke at Rachels funeral. It was so hard. It was as if we were all trying really hard to celebrate her life, but we were all so heart broken. It was beautiful and such a struggle all in one.
And I know this is a short one. I just needed to do something productive. Chris and Macee are finally home with our supper so I better go. I will write more later. Sorry to vent.

Get This...

So I was out shopping with my friend Kim...I got a phone call from my dad...this was the just of the phone call...
1. Will you speak at Rachels funeral?
2. Someone stole the concrete angel, the silk roses, and the garden flag off of your moms grave site...
Answers: 1. Yes...well, yes, okay...okay....hmmmm...
2. Why are people so damn ignorant? Why do something so lame as to steal from the dead....yet, I know it is so simple and really does my mom really know her things are missing?...duh..no!...but what the heck...those things were things that as a family we picked out to put with her head stone together, things that had meaning to us as a family...gosh...it bugs me. I just don't get people...these are the people that I say.."Mean people suck"! And if those people were close enough to my car and I was driving down the road, I would flick a booger on their windshield! Man that gets my crawl...
I pray the Lord provides words for me that are honoring to Rachel. I pray for strength...I know Rachel has passed...yet when you see the casket etc. that is when for me it all becomes so final. I know that sounds weird etc. but anyhow. I pray for strength, and courage, and calmness...and those who know me...can anyone say "HIVES"...Sorry Jer no v-neck that day.
Better go...get ready to have Pina colodas and play rummy with jersey girl and the big ooff...

Rachel Marie Pinson

We call her "Sissy"....Her given name is "Rachel Marie Pinson"...today her heavenly father called her "his child"...she is there...with him. She is no longer fighting. She believed of her own healing...today she was embraced by our Lord. Our Christ looked into her eyes and said..."Well done, well done"...that sums her up, she was, is , will be the best Rachel I will ever know. My heart is killing me...I miss her already...I wonder if she danced, or just stood in awe...I wonder if my mom was elbowing Jesus saying "come on...it's my turn". I wonder if Rachel told my mom how much we love and miss her. She promised me she would tell my momma what Macee looks like...I know there are not tears in heaven. But my mom always cried with tears of joy. Do you think she cried to hear our names? Not out of saddens but out of joy?
Sissy.............Well done Sweetie...As it is said in our family, from the deepest part of my soul....I Love You Forever. See you there.

Just a few things

So I got to make a candle with my sister in law...I think it will be one of my new hobbies...It was so fun and theraputic at the same time. Please, If you would like...check out her website...I know for a fact that her candles are all natural, no soot, extra strong, and they burn so even...Bec says "buy them damnit"...here is her website...the candles are part of her income...you would be a great help to her...so enough of my commerical...here is her website...spicecupboardprimitives.com.
Things are still a little crazy...I called my dad at home and my dad said Rachel is now unresponsive...ahhhh...I now have a huge cold sore..stress anybody? Then my dad says to me..."Pappy (my grandpa) is in the hospital..." They are not sure why, and what is going on"...so once again could you please pray for the crew of people. I am sorry I ask for your prayers. I hate to be a whinner........but I know people need it. Thanks
Think on these things...think on these things...I keep telling myself that...better go...see ya

O' my Gosh!

So we made it here. We are here in Missouri...13 freakin hours later....A bit slap happy! We got here at 2:30 a.m. I will have you know, no fighting...well only with Macee...A very long trip...good to see family...I am currently in candle heaven...My sister in law is a very gifted candle maker...she is the Martha Stewart of the primative type...I love it, I love it...yes I am coming home with lots of new candles...I am sure you all will enjoy it...so on another note...
Life has been hard this week. After getting home tues night from the hospital with Macee...three rounds of iv fluids...we get home at 1:00 or so...she is feeling much better...then the very next night I drive 3 hours to go see Rachel, three hours back...then again on Sat. I drive 3 hours (6 total again) alone....I then leave for Missiouri...so my body says "No more car riding"!
It seems as though Rachel is near her time to meet with our Lord. We had some really great visits...I cannot explain how hard it was to see your seventeen old best pal cousin...near her time of death. She was so sweet, she grabbed me as I was leaving and said "I promise I will give your mom a big hug for you..." O course I sobbed...We had some good talks about what heavenwill be like...we all cried together...We laughed...we seized the moment holding hands...we cried some more. I touched her hair and her face...permentaly scetching the feeling of her life into my mind...memories are such a gift...I am so thankful that the Lord allows for us to hold memories so close to our hearts...It will be soon they say for Rachel. Her body organs are shutting down. She is not scared to die...can't wait to see my mom she says and my grandma..of course how does a 17 year old prepare to meet her maker...she is so excited on one hand and scared only to leave those of us behind. She gave me one of her rings and a necklace...forever my treasures...Please pray for her family. They are so hurting...Her brother Andy is a gem...so gentle and loving to her. My uncle has lost his mom, dad, step dad, sister, brother, and now his daughter...all in about 4 years. He is what is left...he was the youngest son. He knows Jesus. He is mad. He is in pain. O Lord I cry out...please heal my family. Draw them near to you. Be ever so present....Be so real and so giant to them.
So anyhow...here we are...looking forward to a couple great days with the fam. before we head home on that hellish trip. Pray for us. Over