Everything will be OK

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I post in a variety of groups- and I got a comment today- which prompted this response. A sweet lady felt bad and “Your blog had me in tears…” and this is what I said in response because please don’t cry for me, don’t be sad for us- we will be AOK.

“Awe thanks – don’t be in tears- it’s all manageable and fixable. We gotta keep it in perspective. I am filling the world with positivity. Went thru the kids room. Found UNOPENED toys from last year and year before xmas. COVERED in dust- am I asking them. NOPE- it’s in the charity bin for xmas for this year- it opens NOv. 1st and I”ll put a whole box of toys in there.
I went thru John’s clothes- found four things he was “missing” and have another large bag to donate of decent mens’s clothes. Then I went thru the books and sneakers- and had to toss 3 pairs but have cleats and a bunch of boots to donate. I’m off with 10 more bags to the charity shop- it funds a women’s shelter.
I am going forth with love and joy because no matter our fate- or Cole’s fate – we are not going down without a fight and with a negative outlook. We will carry on- if in a wheelchair- so be it- AM I free to take him to PT twice a week or more -YES. Am I free to stay at home because my husband is lucky enough to have a good paying job. YES.
Do I want this ? NO- but can I handle it- of course. Will I overcome- of course. WIll I get kick-@$$ arms because the wheelchair in and out of the car is dang heavy. HECK YEAH- I”ve lost 7lbs this week by non stop cleaning and only sitting to be on FB for about an hour a day and the blog from 5:30am to 6:30am.
SO don’t fret- and don’t cry for me or us. We will be just fine. And that is all that matters. LOVE TO ALL.”

Too long Tuesday

I’m getting a jump on Wacky Wednesday. It’s Wednesday on the East Coast already and since I am a Native from Massachusetts I can get started on Wednesday early. Today was a long day (Tuesday) – lots of needless drama. Quick life tip: Be careful what you write in an email. You never know who is going to forward your private thoughts. OYE. becarefulemails

We are active in our Scouting Unit and my oldest has had an issue with another Scout but it really came to a head the other night. I was proud of him for standing up for himself. I really think as parents we have to encourage our kids to Stand Tall- it’s that important.

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Our son not only Stood Tall and demanded that the behavior in question stop- he realized he finally needed help from a situation that had been going on far too long. He emailed his Scoutmasters and left it at that. They quickly took the bull by the horns meeting with the parents and Scout tonight and for their swift action I am grateful. What I do not appreciate is the fact that they shared my email response to them with the parents nor do I appreciate the fact that the original email my son sent they also shared with this family. To note- I have no problem with this family. I do have a problem with their son targeting mine. I said something a few times and so didn’t my son but it wasn’t dealt with until he couldn’t take it anymore.

What’s disappointing to me is how communication that was meant to be private was shared so easily with people it was not intended for. My gut reactions, my knee jerk response was meant for 2 sets of eyes only- the Scoutmasters. It was not meant to be shared by others. It was not meant to be viewed by others. I am known to email people directly if I have an issue and I would have happily cc’d this mom/dad if I had felt it was relevant. I was sharing a story with 2 people for a reason- to articulate a point but not to be shown to anyone else.

I have learned my lesson. So as this Too Long Tuesday proves to me, I must remain vigilant. I cannot type a word I do not want the world to see. I cannot mention this or that. It’s not private- not anymore. Even my text message that I sent moments before this meeting occurred was read to the family. That was actually a good thing as it softened my email that wasn’t for their eyes anyway.
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So for now- I’m going to go. I’m going to hope that Wednesday is a good day and honestly I hope it’s kinda wacky. I could use a good laugh.