Thursday, October 11, 2012
I am still not doing very well. I had to take a couple of more days off of work. The headaches were getting to be too much. These are the kinds of headaches that pills don't help.
So instead of struggling and driving everyone at work crazy, I'm working from home for the next couple of days. And if I don't get any work done, I guess I'm taking a few days off. I'm so lucky. I talked to my supervisor. They said to take as long as I need. I'll be honest with them as to any work I get done, and we'll go from there.
The above link is to a video my son put together. My youngest brother wanted it done for our brother, but couldn't do it. Neither could I. So I handed the music and pics to my son, and he did this. It's a fantastic job.
I'm so proud of that boy. He showed everyone what a caring man he's become. He took care of his grandma. He took care of me. He felt so honored to be asked to help carry his favorite uncle and godfather to his resting place. He went out and rented a very tasteful suit for the occassion, since he doesn't own one.
Today I'm thinking I'm not going to just sit here and wait for things to come my way anymore. I'm going to start fighting back. Not sure when, but soon. I know. It sounds like a cop out. But I'm still so overwhelmed and in so much pain.
I'm going to do my best to get out today. At least walk, if not run. Fresh air. Sunshine. Physical activity. I'm hoping it starts the ball rolling on recovery.
Posted by Blue Rose at 9:38 AM
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
On Friday September 28, 2012 my brother Matthew Donovan Passed away at the age of 37.
He simply went to sleep. Sometime in the night, his grandmother came to help him find his way home to God.
He struggled with illness for many years. Through it all, he never lost his faith. He would often tell people god wouldn't let anything bad happen to him, no matter how bad it got.
During his struggles, he seemed to loose that mischevious smile and twinkle in his eyes. I am sure they are back now, and can't wait for the day I get to see them again for myself.
He never married, or had children, but loved family more than anything. He adored his two godsons, Ryan and Matthew.
Those of us left behind to grieve cry for us, but take comfort in the knowledge that he is no longer struggling with illness, and is with Grandma, Dad, and many other family members that we have lost in his short lifetime.
I'll see you when I see you
Posted by Blue Rose at 1:34 PM