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posted by
mylifeofpain
on November 19, 2009 at 2:27 AM
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Re: Hey.
Hi. I have been sick for days, just jumped on fast this morning as I was getting reading to take my daughter to school. I read a blog, just one. It was funny, than it wasn't. I had to run. It is a five minute ride to school. I knew when I came home I needed to talk to this women. I had to let her know there is hope. I knew exactly where she was mentally.I have been there for twelve years. probably more. However. I had never told anyone, not even my mother. I am the caretaker of all of my family. and they think, or thought, they were in good hands. It is a little funny. I have a seat with the team of provisionally,as we discuss treatment plan for my kids. working on the goals and objectives we will work on. For years we go through the treatment planes and we work on, the daily living skills, social skills building, and self help skills. I leave with three months of documutation. In the hope that someday, when I am gone, they will have the ability to live in a group home with some happiness and not be placed in a mental Institution, and kepted medicated, without love, locked away, like an animal. That is the road we have been walking, And we are no where near the objective. I am grateful for my children. I am . I trust in God. However, I find myself shaking my head and thinking "What was he thinking!' Why would he give me all of these special people, when I am special as well. I need a treatment plan for me. Where would they be if they had been given a parent that could focus on just them. if they didn't have to be set aside with every family crises that I have to deal with , all the other children I took in, and the people that I helped that I didn't have to. What would they have accomplished. if the had a father, or a mother that didn't work. It is like being set up to fail. Therefore you never feel good about yourself. Because, if this is what I was put on this earth to do. It will all be unfinished because I was not qualified to care for this little army of mine. I guess that is where the prozac comes in. That allows me "the blind, to lead the blind" with a happy face into the unknown, and knowing that we have been blessed in so many other ways. I always remember that, and I always give back to those in need. I [
posted by
mylifeofpain
on November 19, 2009 at 12:12 AM
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Sweet, sweet pain...
I am so blessed to have you as a member of our little world here at blogit. I would love to attend your Christmas party and be with you and your children. I wish I could have known your Wendy. I am so deeply sorry for what that man did to her.
I can honestly say I have no ill feelings for the woman who asked this question of my mother. She simply did not understand. I feel great pity and sadness for such people and my prayer is that the world will one day become more tolerant and educated. This truly is the only way to defeat ignorance.
You have been through so much suffering and loss of your own. I admire and respect your strength and your courage. I am blessed to know you.
You write so beautifully. Never stop speaking out and speaking up...
posted by
lovelyladymonk
on November 9, 2009 at 5:10 PM
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we are so much alike
I was reading over your blogs. Our childhoods, our love for our family spite of the fault spend more time worrying about others that I can't help, the hungry, homeless and cold, dealing with the outside world that doesn't understand people that are different. I never knew where the name came from The liberty bell, that is something most people have never even thought about.I have always been around people with special needs even before I had my own. Maybe that was Gods plan for me. To prepare me for my own children, and the challenges they would face. You were telling about the women asking when is your child going to die. I remember one of my friends knocking on my door when I came home with my son. She said I heard you had a mongoloid I have never seen one before. one women would bring her two boys and they were scared, she would comfort her boys saying , it's ok , don't be scared, i got a. He will die in his teens wont he. Just recently I ask a women if she wanted to come to my Christmas party I have for special people. She said, no I can't I am scared of retarded people. We don't have any where I live. WOW! , I too am in great pain when I am cold. I have distroyed my body now I suffer all the time. and like you I Thank God for giving me this day. I too was raised with alcholics. most of my family are. I was raised in bars and was a bartender for twenty years. I have a bar in my pool room. and I my have a drink once a month. I am one of the lucky ones. I missed that gene.
posted by
mylifeofpain
on November 9, 2009 at 5:02 PM
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