Blog Therapy

I think I use my blog for therapy. It can be quite nice to sit and talk to someone without having direct responses. It is thinking out loud. My deepest thoughts, (guarded thoughts).

I am and always have been a very private person, my feelings are usually kept inside. My face can tell the whole story though.

However if you say something about my husband or one of my children or grandchildren, my thoughts are not kept inside. I will respond!! I will not apologize for responding!!!



You are attacking my family and that is something God gave me to lift up in prayer and protect.

I once told my In Laws. "I will come to the defense of my children, so don't ever say something about them but if they ever abuse you, I will be on them. Count on it!"

I will not stand for abuse to anyone. Just ask my Husband.



A little story:

One day a few years ago, we were sitting on our porch. I heard yelling down the street. It sounded close. However all our neighbors were at work. As we sat there it got louder, A man was yelling at someone. I walked to the edge of the porch and saw a Man towering over a cowering woman. He was telling her "FOR ONCE STAND UP FOR YOURSELF". Profanities were flying. All the horrible words you can imagine.

I was thinking, "Now would be a good time to stand up for yourself, Pick up a rock and hit him."

After a few more minutes of this raving, and her not speaking a word, (or if she did it was soft spoken, as in afraid). I walked to the street.

I yelled. "Mam are you all right?"

He responded (bad thing to do). "she is all right we are just having a family discussion."

I said, "I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU, I ASKED HER,"I repeated my question.

She said "Yes I am fine" I waited and watched. They wandered off down the street to their house.

Can you imagine, standing on the street corner yelling and being so over bearing. I was so angry. David kept saying, "Honey you be careful". I was livid at the man, I was proud of myself.

I asked "What do I do, wait until he hits her or kills her, You know he is pretty angry."

I never saw that lady again, I found out he was a House husband, she supported the family.

I guess he had to show he was a MAN, Which meant nothing to me at that point, he was an abuser, he was three times bigger than me and I stood up to him. I was not going to sit and let a woman be abused.

If she were the abuser I would have done the same thing.



I guess my mind is rambling today, I am trying to relax. I am making myself wilt. I must do that. LOL You know what I mean, start at the toes and move up the body telling those muscles to lie gentle. It works.

I guess I should eat, I have taken my medicine on an empty stomach, I am just not hungry for anthing I see. I was planning on making Banana bread, but I am out of oil. I have a list started but I am not going to town. I am at the moment looking up a recipe calling for shortening or butter.



I keep waiting on a call from my Son, I watch the phone all time. Isnt that rediculous? That won't make the phone ring.

I am listeningto this song, I think I needed it, at this time in my day. Its hard to stand on Shifting sand.
It's hard to shine in the shadows of the night, You can't be free if you dont reach for help, b You can't love if you dont love yourself. There is hope when my faith runs out, Cause, I'm in better hands now.