I am not totally sure exactly why I stopped blogging really, but I
decided this week that I would go back to it.
Seems that the best way to start back again is to let you all know what
I have been up to this past year.
My father passed away on October 16, 2012 and since then I have moved
in with my brother in Dad’s house. It
was a good move and my brother and I have actually managed to find a way to
make living together work. My brother
got a rescue dog named Duke soon after Dad’s passing and he already had an all
black cat named Neddy. As any one of you all who have read my past blogs might
know, I had two cats named Roo and Pooh.
I think the hardest part of moving in was getting the animals adjusted
to one another. Soon after moving in
though, each animal got sick. Roo got
the sickest and I had to use a syringe to get food, medicine and fluid into
him. Thankfully all the animals made it
through and even Roo seemed to gain most of his weight back.
Also I managed to find a part-time job for now on the weekends, with
the initial belief that I would continue with school down here in New
Jersey. Well as it turns out I have to
wait yet another semester to continue classes.
I am actually more on with that then I thought I would be. My last two semesters that I attended classes
I had to withdraw because of my parents being sick, and that really bothered
me, but at least I was able to withdraw and not have those grades on my
transcript. Because I am not going to
take classes, I am currently looking around for a job on the weekdays, so wish
me luck on that.
About my job. Honestly, I
really can’t go into too much detail, so I am going to make it brief. I work in a mental health crisis call
center. The good thing about this job is
the fact that I get to use my training as a Peer Specialist. It was because of the training I received in
Rhode Island that I was able to obtain my new job. In another blog soon I will get a bit more
into some aspects of the job that are good and some that are hard to adjust to.
Ok maybe some of you are wondering about Denny. Well let’s just say I had a decision to make
and it was hard but I believe it was the best for both of us. If you all remember I really love Denny, but
his drinking has always been an issue.
It was not like we argued a lot when he was drunk, but it was really
hard for me to see him damage himself all the time. I tried to help him, but he was not receptive
to anything I had to offer him. The year
that he was sober was nice and honestly I really thought he was going to make
it, but he didn’t. Moving was the option
that I thought was best because I had a tendency to enable him. I would do everything for him and by doing
that I was quietly saying to him that his drinking was ok. I covered for his mistakes while he was
drinking and that was another way of saying everything was ok. By moving three states down, I left him to
deal with his own mistakes and let him really see the damage his drinking is
doing to him. I am letting him hit his
rock bottom and I can only pray that he will find a way out when it
happens. I still talk to him on the
phone and have visited twice since moving, but I make the calls and visits very
limited.
Well that pretty much catches you all up. The picture above was taken somewhere between
Albany and Cooperstown, New York while I was visiting with my aunt. Hope I didn’t lose too many of you because of
my absence. TTFN.
