Friday, September 03, 2004

Say A Little Prayer

I am not by any means a religous person, as I have said many times before. Please, Please, PLEASE say a little prayer for my grandparents. They live in Florida in the direct path of Hurricane Frances. They moved down there permantently about 6 years ago. They really took only the essentials with them to Florida. Now they packed their car and headed to Kissimmee with the few sentimental things that they packed. I am so scared that their home will be gone. Just keep them in your thoughts, pray that they have a home to come back to.

Thanks in Advance!!!!!
JRae

Knottie Bitches

Ever since I got engaged I have been a huge Knot.com supporter. As you may or may not know I am planning a bridal shower. No sillies it is not for me it is for my friend Nora. She is getting married three weeks before me. In fact a month from now she'll be leaving for her honeymoon....I think. Sorry Nora spacing for a second!

The Knot has these helpful message boards where you can go for advice, help, wedding talk and if you just need to vent. So I have been looking for a particular shower game for a month now. It is getting down to the end of the wire and I still want to do this. So I figured I am a knot member I will post this on their message board. I know that someone somewhere has done this. So I typed up my post. It didn't show. I typed it again, it didn't show. I refreshed the page to see if it came up. All of a sudden there is like 10 of these messages that I typed.

I feel bad. I tried finding a delete button, nothing happened. I see one of my posts has a some replies. So I click it open. One was helpful. The other informed me that everytime I hit refresh it re-posts my last post or comment I made. Oops. Atleast I understand now why I have so many posts. I still can't figure out how to delete them.

All of a sudden people are posting. Jraehoner is a moron. People are yelling at me because I posted so many times. I had to type I am new get off my back several times. But the women were REALLY cruel to me. I am NOT repeating anything they said. I made a few "friends" that stuck up for me and reminded me what it was like to be new. Someone needs to do that once in a while. Now I am nervous about posting a question again. I know people won't pounce on me because now I know what I am doing. But jeez if they get that hyped up over a simple mistake. WOW!!!!

So you are now warned of the knotties. Oh and don't go there if you aren't getting married and mess with them because they call you a troll.....

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

This Poor Woman

The Story of Terri Schiavo

You may or may not know that I worked in various nursing homes during college. I have seen many things with my young eyes. I have stumbled upon my favorite resident dead in his wheel chair. I have held the hands of family members watching their loved one slip away. Shared in the tears of sorrow and happiness for they are suffering no more. I have seen a young man, not much older than I, lie there in a coma never to wake up due to a prescription drug overdose. I bathed him and talked to him and watched him survive because of a feeding tube. That is not a life that is an existence.

What I do not understand about the family of Terri Schiavo of Florida is this: Why? Why prolong her life? Why not send Terri to a better place? Why put her loving husband through this? Her husband has been there through all of this and loves her just as much as you. Why spend more money on the healthcare? Why would you want to put yourself through this?

I just don't understand. This story makes me want to cry. I love my family with all my heart! I love Josh more than life itself! But I would not want them to have to watch me go through what this poor woman has gone through. It is just causing strain for her family. The family cannot close this chapter of their lives. What good is visiting her empty shell of a body? That is all that it is. She looks around but cannot process what she sees. It is selfish of her family to prolong her life! They are only doing this for themselves, because she cannot be getting anything else out of this. I understand that she isn't being kept alive by machines for breathing, just the feeding tube. She could live for 50 more years on that feeding tube. If she didn't want to live this was respect her wishes. That is the best thing that you could do for her.

What I want my family to know is this: If I ever become "a vegetable" or have to remain on life support to continue on let me go... I have lived my life, there isn't anything that I would change. Remember the good times that we have shared. Remember that I will always be with you in heart and soul. I am not a religious person, but I know that I will go to a better place. I want to be united with the people who have passed on before me. We will be happy and wait for you to join us when your time is through. Honor my memory, respect my wishes.....

**Sidenote: I am sorry that this is such a somber post but this issue really touches a nerve with me. I was outraged when I first heard about this story and just thought that I would share my point of view and see what you think.

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Sad Time of Year?

Since being introduced to the wonderful world of blogging by my friend kmoka I have become an avid blog reader. I have developed quite the blog roll in my favorites folder in explorer. I have found wedding blogs, dating blogs, political blogs, and just blogs.

I have for some reason been sucked into several blogs that deal with the emotions dealing with the experiences of trying to conceive and fighting infertility. I don't know why I am reading them. Maybe deep inside I am fearful that I will have to go through this. Maybe it is so I truly appreciate the miracle of life. Maybe it is because I am a bleeding heart. Two of the women have just failed another round of IVF. What is next for them? As sad as their story is I can't wait to see if they can have a baby, if they chooses a surrogate. These women are so sad and both at the same time.

Then my dooce has been struggling with post partum depression and anxiety. It was so severe that she checked herself into a mental institution for several days to help to balance out her life. Part of the balance was to find a drug cocktail that she can live with. More tears.......

What is it with all this sadness? Is it because it has been a colder than usual summer? Why have I chosen such somber reading materials?? Will the world ever cheer up???

Monday, August 30, 2004

The Wedding Countdown

I found this cute little counter online. I cannot believe that our wedding is in 54 days yikes!!! So much to do... So much to pay!! Enjoy the counter.


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