Mom?

On Saturday, I chaperoned my son’s Band Competition trip.  They competed with other bands in their 2A Class at another high school north of us.  It was a hot and tiring day; but the kids were terrific and placed 2nd in their class and received a 1st place for their Color Guard.  Overall, it was a great experience with a lot of younger, freshman competing for the first time.

At the end of the evening, the leaders come on field for awards presentation.  I had moved from where our band was in the stands to the otherside of the field’s bleachers in order to take photos for the event.  As the 2nd to last band performed, I waiting with our kids and one of them told me he wished I was his mom.  I was stunned.  I gave him a hug and told him I loved him.

For me, it’s easy to love these kids.  I am their cheerleader, mom, task master, shoe tying, instrument holder, jacket zipping, water giving volunteer!  And I love it!  I have taken them to the movies, out to eat, hosted parties at my home, cooked for them and just given out hugs where needed.  I listen to them without judging and I give gentle suggestions when needed.  No child is turned away from this loving momma.  Need a hug?  I got one for you!

So, upon hearing this declaration, I was touched.  I was also shocked.  This young man has a mom and dad; but I learned today that his mom is 30 minutes from where we competed Saturday and he is currently living with dad locally.  That his mom, despite being so close to the event, couldn’t even care enough to attend.  My heart hurts.  He hasn’t seen her in months and I hurt for him.

I was telling my son this on the bus, just before heading back that night and a gal in a seat next to us stated that she, also wished I was her mother.  WTH?  From the sadness in her eyes, I knew she was also hurting and I smiled and told her that I loved her.  I later found out that she has a horrible home life and though there isn’t any physical abuse, you can tell she’s dealing with a lot emotionally.  A friend of my son’s told me that she is a Junior, has no cell phone or internet access, isn’t allowed to have friends over and her parents are very strict when it comes to what she can and can’t do.  Her parents also “forced her to come out of the closet” when she identified herself as a lesbian.  Though none of what I have stated about her home life is truly terrible in and of itself, I cannot help but think that whether my child is gay, straight, bi or whatever, it isn’t anyone’s business but his and who am I to tell him to announce it to all and sundry?

I have, in the past, listened to these kids cry on my shoulder for hurts and heartaches and even though my son is a Senior this year, I do believe that I will still be here for those he’ll leave behind.  His very good friend has already told me he was going to call me and invite me to games and competitions next year, so I had better be prepared. LOL!

I may only have given birth to one child; but my heart is filled with love and compassion for all these other young lives.  I adore them.  I remember my son telling me that one of the Seniors last year was telling him how he didn’t like to be touched or hugged and my son reminded him that he hugged me all the time.  This young man told my son that he does it for me; because he knows I need it.  LOL!  I think that worked both ways.  He never missed an opportunity to give me one. 😀

It’s been a great 4 years.  I love watching these young people go from tentative playing/marching to full on completed shows and victory!!!  Their hard work and effort really shows by the last night and I am there, cheering them on and showing my love and support.

The band director spoke to our bus and I asked him if I could say something.  When I spoke, I told them, as a 4 yr band mom, I was proud of them, they did great for their 1st Comp. and I could hardly wait to see the completed show and watch how far they’ll go.  They then screamed out that they loved me and we left to go home after a long, exhausting  day.

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Justified

I absolutely love the Apostle Paul. What a brilliant man, whom Jesus chose to be a Disciple in the 30 days after His crucifixion. Paul was a scholar, a lawyer and knew Jewish law by heart. However, he became one of the strongest follower of Christ and spreader of the new Christian religion in the first century. He’s also responsible for writing 2/3’s of the New Testament. I just love intelligence and it was something Paul loved to share with his fellow followers.

Last night’s service was on Justification. How we are all justified by the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. How, by faith alone, we get to heaven. By Faith Alone! Romans is one of the hardest books of the bible because it is Paul explaining how the Laws of Moses are no longer a way to get to heaven; but only through the faith we give to God and Jesus.

Through the cross, Jesus shed His blood for us, paying for our sins, once and for all. Confess that Jesus is Lord, was crucified, died, and rose on the 3rd day, and you are free.  Our sins are gone. Forgiven by God, we are now righteous and justified in the eyes of the Lord. WOW!!!! We can’t get to heaven through good works, only through Jesus. Even those who try to get there by following the law will fail daily. Paul tells us that we do. Thank God for the Holy Spirit who resides within us for only His help gets me through the day.

Justified = Just as if I never sinned. To be righteous with the Lord. Make straight.

Confess that Jesus is Lord. Confess your sins to the Lord. Repent and you’re forgiven. God forgives, all we must do is ask.

Only God can help us to heal. For years, I’d held onto the past.  For years, I allowed it to keep me in anger, fear and hurt.  It was not until I came back to God that I have been able to move forward and get where I am now, forgiven and free.

I’m presently reading the book of Ezekiel in the bible.  It’s a tough one.  It presents God’s anger with the Israelites and the punishment He allowed them — 70 years captive by the Babylonians.  Only Ezekiel & Daniel were able to stay righteous in the eyes of the Lord.  Ezekiel, the prophet, who told the Israelites God’s intentions and Daniel, who stayed faithful to God in prayer and heart.

I’ve been very busy over the last few months with bible study.  I’ve done “The Daniel Prayer” by Ann Lotz, a study of Psalms by Cindy Heald, a study of Ruth by Liz Higgs and now Ezekiel.  I’m digging in deep to the word and learning my Father’s ways and words.  He is truly a wonderful Father.

School is back in session and we’re settling into the new year.  My boy is a Senior and back in band classes and Marching Band.  So proud of him.  First game is Friday and it’s away, so I’ll be a chaperone for the night.  He has a new band director, so I will be able to attend.

I had a horrible nightmare the other night and woke up screaming.  Scared my son, who came running from his room on the other side of the house.  I must have been really loud for him to have heard me with his headphones on.  YIKES!  I told him I’d rather dream of Pennywise than what I had dreamed that night.

The eclipse was nothing like I thought it would be.  Barely even darkened the sky here.  It was darker in yesterday’s thunderstorm than the eclipse.  Location, location, location. LOL!

I think our oldest dog, who is 12, is getting ready to cross the rainbow bridge.  He’s lost some bladder control and sleeps more hours than is awake.  He’s not in pain; just slowing down.  We shall see.

Still awaiting God’s perfect timing and have been really calm and patient lately.  I’m surprised by how calm I have been.  I can work myself up into a tizzy when I want to; but haven’t even given it much effort lately. Ha, ha.

Life is good. ❤

 

Sleep?

Ah, second night in a row where sleep is elusive.  My son started band camp today and it was a mere 4 hours of sleep for me before hand and thus far, none since.  <sigh>  I hate nights like this.  Face is pulsing with pain.

Today was an active day for me.  Dropped him off, got some boxes and came home to try and reduce the crap around the house.  So far, filled two boxes with donations and threw away a bunch of stuff that no one wants.  I kept myself busy doing so that the time would pass, however, it still seemed to drag on.

My son’s class ring came in today and he loves it.  Looks nice.  He enjoyed the first day of camp and really likes the new band director.  After 3 years with a self center brat, it’s nice to have a “human” in charge.  He said, “I really like the new director, mom, he actually cares about us, not like Ms. *.  So & so got hurt and he went to check on him to ensure he was okay.  Ms. * NEVER did that.  She just didn’t care at all.”

On Tuesday, we had an evening meeting to meet the new director and fill out all the necessary paperwork in order for the kids to participate.  He spoke for 30 minutes and really seems like a good guy.  After the last two years of me not volunteering due to Ms. * being pissy, I found out that last year, she took the Band Parent Officers  to the principal for nearly the same reasons she reported me for 2 years ago.  Failure to communicate and her just being a poor leader.  They proved her wrong and she left with egg on her face.  She decided to move on to Middle School; because she couldn’t handle it in High School.  Whatever.

As for me volunteering this year, I will not.  Unless they have Indoor Drumline again.  Then, I will drive kids to competitions since I like to go anyway.  As for any other times, I may volunteer as a chaperone only.  I’m not pushing myself to do more than that.  I’m just not up to it medically.

My son is excited about band this year.  He gets to “tap off” and the new director treats him like his go to guy for percussion.  BTW, the director is a percussionist, too.  My son already spoke with him about the 4th Jazz video he needs for MU’s audition/application, and has been assured that they will work together to make it happen.  COOL.

So proud of my son for the great young man he is becoming.  He’s taking on a lot of responsibilities lately and showing himself to be a truly successful Senior.  His academic excellence is shining through as well, since he’s a member of the National Honor Society.  He is my heart.  I so look forward to seeing God’s plan work in his life.  I truly think he will do amazing things.

Loving my God lead life!!!

 

Mr. Tin Man

Miranda Lambert has a song out called “Tin Man” which addresses the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz, going on about how if he’d ever felt his heart break, he’d never want a heart.  It is such a beautiful song and I just love it.

And here I am, feeling at the end of my rope.  I hate how terrible I am feeling of late.  Summers in Florida are really hard for me with all the storms that plague the area, making me feel so miserable.  Lupus, TN, Fibro, etc. plays hell in these summer storms.

I’d rather die with honor and dignity than the slow and agonizing death of lupus.  The fact that my own body is what is killing me off is poetic justice.  I couldn’t die as a Marine on the battlefield or saving someone’s life; but as a result of the internal battle within my own pathetic body.

My own body can’t fight infection.  I feel so weak where I used to be so strong.  I’m a mess.  After 24 years of struggling with pain, which has always been tough, I find that I’ve reached the end of the road.

I’m so tired.  I just want to give up.  I don’t feel that I can fight this any longer.  It would be so easy to slip away, sleep the eternal rest.   I would take my own life if it wouldn’t leave my son behind and the heartache it would give him.  I can’t do that.

Bravery?  What does it mean?  Is it taking that leap of faith and taking chances?  Is it fighting the unknown for the greater good?  I’m not sure anymore.  I know I’m not brave enough to face the unknown right now.

I listened to Martina McBride’s song, “Anyway” and it makes me want to go forth and do battle; but the emotional turmoil and the heartache to come have me scared.

“You can love someone with all your heart, For all the right reasons, And in a moment they can choose to walk away, Love ’em anyway…… I sing I dream I love anyway”

I used to be a big risk taker; but found I gave my heart to someone who could not take the same risks.  I am so hurt by this.  I’ve decided to close myself off from the world and let it end.  I can’t risk the pain anymore.  I’d love to be able to; but my emotional well being is at stake, as well as my physical well being.

Of course, I have loved my son, whom is the miracle I never knew I would get.  My love for him is eternal.

I know a boy that has faced so much more than I have and he’s but a 10 years old.  Can I give up in the face of what I know “Robo-boy” will be going through?  Can I give up and show him that I’m not as strong as he is?  Is that fair to him?  Can I take away his faith?

Or do I stand strong against impossible odds and fight like the devil to survive the uncertainty that my life has so become?  Decisions are so hard to make right now.

I’m wrapped in barbed wire and roses, if you come too close, you will be hurt.

And I sometimes wish I were like the Tin Man, without a heart.  Just so I won’t feel my heart breaking each day.

God, please get me through this.  I don’t know how much more I can go forward and take in this miserable heart.  Abba, I want to come home.  I want to be with you and walk with you in the cool of the day in Paradise, basking in Your great love.  I’m so tired of stumbling through this horrible world.  What is the point?

Prednisone is Satan’s answer to Lupus.  Take these nasty things and look like a fat, chipmunk cheeked Ompa-Lumpa.  It’s no wonder I’m alone.  I hate that not only is my body beating itself up; but that bastard is invading my mind with his bull sh*t rhetoric.  It’s echoing in my mind.  Has to kick a gal when she’s down.  Jerk!  If I could get my hands on him, I’d kick the crap out of him.

Here it is, the pity train is leaving the station and is on the express line to full blown tantrum.  Crying and upset over a body that is bent on killing itself slowly and a mind full of lies.

All aboard………

unbreakable

 

Out of my comfort zone

I have a friend from childhood on FB who recently posted two videos with him singing on them.  He’s pretty good.  We were in choir together in HS and he had his own rock band back then that was pretty popular among our peers.  He also had a gal we knew from then sing back up vocals to his first song.  She was quite the singer back in the day, too.  Our music teacher commented on the post encouraging others to do the same.  Planted a seed in this crazy mind of mine. LOL!

I am seriously considering doing the same thing.  I love to sing.  I have a large vocal range and even put on a “One Woman” show back in 2005, which was met with acclaim.  I remember when I was stationed in Iwakuni and went to my first karaoke bar and was conned into singing a song with a friend.  I was so nervous; but I did it anyway.  I started singing and the entire bar went completely silent.  My two friends, who were with me, were slack jawed in awe.  It made me feel so good about my abilities.

I am not one who seeks out admiration from others.  I don’t like to be the center of attention; but I do just want to do what I love and if that makes others happy, then that’s great, too.  With that said, I am going to try it.  I’m going to sing some songs and then I’m going to post them on youtube and put it out there.  <shrug>  Who knows where it will go; but it will be me, raw and naked for the world to see.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved music.  It is timeless.  It is magical and it is beautiful.  It speaks to those who let it and resonates through the ages.  I cannot imagine my life without it.

Over the last several months, I’ve been pushing myself to do things I haven’t done in ages.  I am liking all these new experiences.  It is definitely pushing the envelope that is for sure.  I’d not do these types of things, at least not in a long time.  I’m finally off the back burner and have rejoined the human race.  Well, at least the creative side of it.  Ha, ha.

After school today, I sat here and listened to my son, who was playing his drums in the garage and I have to say I am very impressed with him.  I’ve watched him go from not being able to play at all to mastering the art.  What an impressive thing to have witnessed, the growth and development of a young musician.

Hopefully, I will be able to watch his talent develop into a wonderful life of music and a career he will blossom in.  ❤

This and that….

I’ve been MIA for a while; but I’ve been so busy, so let’s begin. My friend went into the hospital and it was not pretty. He nearly died from a bleeding ulcer. Vomiting and shitting blood took us to the hospital; but only after 18 hours. The doctor told him that had he waited any longer, he’d have died. Not pretty.

Since that time, he’s been extremely weak. He needed 3 pints of blood and plenty of rest. However, he also had a lot of water retention. This caused his legs to blow up and made standing up difficult for him. It’s been 2 months since he left the hospital and he is FINALLY able to get up and down on his own. His stomach is still not fully healed and he’s in need of another stomach scan a colonoscopy.

My friend had been in the hospital twice in the span of a week. The first time was for stomach issues and then the bleeding began 5 days later. Really scary. He’s on the mend.

My son, on the other hand, has had a wonderful season during FFCC’s Indoor Drumline. After months of preparation, he and his team took 1st Place in their division for the entire state. I couldn’t be prouder of them. They worked so hard and it paid off. I can hardly believe what a wonderful young man he is growing into. I am so proud of him. What a great person he is becoming.

Check out his performance here: CCHS Indoor Drumline

Over these last two months, I’ve been busy as can be. I’ve been taking care of my friend as well as taking my son to practices and his final competition. A while ago, my eyelids started swelling up and I attributed it to allergies. I’m allergic to everything and with so much in bloom, it was a logical assumption. However, about two weeks ago, I started having stabbing pain in my right eye. It was killing me. I then began to experience blurry vision. Time to call the doctor.

Last Thursday, I saw an ophthalmologist and found out that I have possible glaucoma. My eye pressure is up to 25 (normal is no higher than 22) and need to have addional testing done. I’m taking drops right now and having to dilate my eyes to relieve the pressure.

This has me in a lot of pain as well. I can’t hardly see at all, my vision is so blurry. I have my screen up to 200%. I put out the prayer request at my church and I can only pray that God will answer them.

Also, around this time, I had given my brother-in-law some advice about his and my sister’s upcoming divorce. I explained to him that at one time he was in love with my sister and wanted to spend his life with her. That they had started a family together and that the kids didn’t need mommy and daddy to hate each other. I advised him to not let his pain/anger control the situation; but to make it amicable. I wanted him to know divorce is hard on everyone and making it hate filled was not the answer. You see, my BIL has a painful disability and it makes him angry at everyone. This is the root cause of their divorce.

My sister, on the other hand, took great exception to this communication and we are no longer speaking. This is not the first time this has happened. As a matter of fact, due to some unknown reason, my family has always thought I was/am a piece of shit.

It was a year ago December when my father let it be known that the “family” has always had to “put up with my shit” and that they speak of my b.s. when they get together. I’m mystified as to what the issue is all about and without their enlightenment, I guess I’ll never know. My baby sister hasn’t spoken to me in 6 years for some unknown reason and now the middle one has cut me off. <shrug> So be it. I’m not about to kiss anyone’s ass to be a part of my life. The only one in my immediate family who speaks to me is my mother and I do believe it is only so that I don’t take her grandchild from her, something I would never do anyway.

So, I’ve certainly been a busy woman these days. I’m trying to increase my creativity as well; but that is slow going. I received a Cricut Expression for my birthday back in October and I have finally gotten to use it last week. YEAH!! I’m going to start Ian’s Sophomore year scrapbook and this is coming in handy.

Gotta run, busy, busy,busy…..

FFCC Drumline Competitions

From January to the end of March, we have a short Winter season called “Indoor Drumline” which is fun for the high school musicians (drummers) looking for an outlet. The ensemble is a competitive unit whose goal is to obtain the highest and most precise level of training and performance in marching percussion.

This year was our first experience with indoor.  It’s been GREAT!  Our high school entered 4 stages of the competition and took third place in the first 3 and 5th place in the last which we competed with a larger number of teams.

Our show, “Pathways” had a pit with marimbas, vibes, guitars, gong, large drum, chimes, keyboard & drum kit and a battery of 9 members, 3 snares, 5 bass and one tenor.  The show is around five minutes of time.  The performers routine is performed on a tarp.  From the time the unit steps into the performance area, they are timed for setup and graded on the time and their performance routine.  Costumes were designed and worn and the kids did wonderful!

We had four cars with 17 kids to take around the state to compete.  Our crew was great and the parents who drove were very supportive.  Every member did a great job of making the show a success and I was so proud of them all.  This smaller, tighter group of performers worked really hard to accomplish so much in such a small amount of time.

We ended in Daytona Beach for the FFCC championship and a weekend spent away.  We came back with our 5th place placard and a sense of real accomplishment.

Marching Season Over

So, this Marching Band season is over. We had our Homecoming game on Friday (Halloween) and the kids packed away their uniforms. What a great season!!! They won their first competition and got Superior at the MPA’s. The band did an outstanding job this year. I was so proud of them and their accomplishments.

My son’s next adventure this school year is trying out for Drumline. I purchased him a marching snare drum for his birthday so that he can practice, rehearse and enjoy his talents. He is so loving exploring his abilities to perform.

Ian has made friends, I’ve become the “Band Mom” that a lot of the kids love and life is good. So many good kids are in the band and if it wasn’t for all the “chatting” they do, they would have been a lot farther than they were mid season. Anyway, these kids did an outstanding job on their season. The music was outstanding. They performed 3 Latin numbers that just worked so well. The show itself looked wonderful and from the guard to the dancers, the performers did a wonderful job.

Can you tell I’m a proud mom? Well, I am!!!!

Highlights of the season: They had a competition at one of the locale HS’s and took first place trophies in every category for their division. A total of 7 trophies were awarded for music, performance, drumline, marching, visuals and stuff. It was great. They worked so hard and deserved it all.

At MPA’s they were the first band to receive a Superior grade. All those who performed before them were only rated at Good. I was so happy for them. One of the other mom’s wrote all the bands scores and we got the highest of them all. So, we went home very happy.

A young man moved to our area from up north (Ohio) and is also a drummer. He’s 2 inches shorter than my son, is slim and wears glasses and they call him my son’s twin. It’s so funny. Ian told me that he’s also in his Jazz band class and out of three songs, Ian gave him one to play for their concert. Unfortunately, this young man does not want to be in Florida, so his attitude is terrible and I feel sorry for him and his situation.

I’m really enjoying the experience, even when things did not go so well. At the first competition I got incredibly sick with pain and by the time I got home from a day long event, I was ready for death. Took me two days to recover. UGH! Overall, it was just an awesome experience for us and we’re anticipating what will come next.

Band on the Field…

This has been an exciting new school year for us here at home. My son is in the Marching Band and playing Bass Drum. He is LOVING IT! (Both is half sister and brother did this when they were in school as well.) This means I have officially become a “Band Mom”. LOL! Fun! Since I am limited as to what I can and can’t do, I have been given the task of chaperone. I chaperone in the band room and bleachers during home games and on the bus and bleachers on the away games. I also get to put the put the drape on the podium for half time shows and have the first aid hit/medical release forms for away games. Life is good. 😀

So, at first, my son had his tuba for band; but HATED IT!!! He wants to be a drummer. He wants it so badly that he would’ve quit rather than play tuba, so our wonderful band director encouraged him to play the bass drum, of which they did need two more drummers. YEAH for him.

So far, our football team is undefeated with the last game being very close; but a win none the less. My son is loving being on the drum line. They also have an indoor drum line which competes in the state as well and he is looking forward to doing this as well.

The band is wonderful and this year they are doing Latin music. Our Drum Major is a great gal and does a fantastic job. We’ve known her since we’ve moved here — she goes to our church. My son really caught onto the music and movements quickly. I was impressed. He looks great in his uniform and I’ve flooded my Facebook page with photos from each game. They play in the stands, they play on the field, they march and they rock! I just love it.

My son is so enjoying the experience. He is loving the music, the playing and the new friends he’s made. Oh he’s also in JROTC. It is Army; but at least he’s involved in a leadership program. He’s also enjoying this experience as well. He’s doing their marksmanship program. He’s very busy this year. Monday & Thursday’s he’s doing double duty after school with both band and JROTC, Wednesday’s he is teaching his Youth Bible Study and Friday’s are games. Then in October, Saturday’s will be MPA’s so we’ll increase our activities. He’s a busy boy; but that’s good. At least he won’t be in any trouble. 😀

Just got his progress report and it was very good. A’s in everything; but Honors Biology, which was a B+ (90) so I can’t complain. All his classes are Honors (including Geometry). My son is exceling this year and I couldn’t be prouder of him. He’s very talented and I think he wants a career in the music field, so I want to push him toward his goal and watch him soar! I just love this kid! ❤

Cruising to Cozumel

So, we just got back from a weekend quick trip to Cozumel on the Carnival Victory ship. Wonderful trip! Loved it. This time, Ian & I got to swim with the Sting Rays. It was AWESOME!!! Just loved it. I’d have taken one home; but it would never have lived long enough to get into my tub. 😦 So, we get in the water and the rays come gliding around us. Two little boys got scared and wouldn’t come near them. They became excited at the thought of food and swam toward us looking for fish. So funny. We got to touch them, feed them and then hold them. I even got to kiss one. I was thrilled to death. One of the gals kept swimming at my legs, forcing them open so she could swim through. It was so funny. I LOVED IT!!!

The ship was beautiful. Our fellow cruisers were great and I even got a fan club! Freaked me out! So, I decided to go sing at the Karaoke lounge and we were one of the first one’s there, so I got to sing a few songs. Well, after a gal sang “Genie in a Bottle” it reminded me of a Christina song that I love, so I put it in. “Ain’t No Other Man But You” was a HUGE hit with my fellow loungers. LOL! So, the next afternoon, the Karaoke was in the Ship’s lobby and I came down to listen and the “KJ” told me to hurry up put a song in. LOL! Well, I did and when I was called up, the crowd went nuts and these gals were shouting my name. Weird. When I was finished, I got lots of applause, shouts, and “much love”. Later that evening, while walking through the casino, another group of singers/cheerers called me over to chat and give me high praise. Also returned the favor — they were so good. LOVED THEM! Met up later that night for more singing and when I left the lounge that night, I was grabbed up by a couple of girls who were screaming my name and hugging me with how great I was. I’m so humbled by this experience. The Lord gave me this voice and I just use it to sing for fun. I’m not needing a fan club, just sharing my love of music.

Spent some time in the hot tub. Took a dip in the pool. Walked through the shops in Key West and also a few in Cozumel. Ate some delicious food and got some great photos. All and all it was another wonderful cruise. Oh and I didn’t get sick this time. 🙂 YEAH ME!

Came home to my fur babies who missed us terribly. As a matter of fact, my little one hasn’t left my side since I got here. He’s my baby and he knows it. I love cruising! I love that it is a hotel, restaurant and ride to your destination all it one.