Day 12: Something People Never Seem to Complement You On.

I have beautiful, big, brown, expressive eves. My eyes are easily my own favorite part of my face (can't say what other peoples fav part is). But behind glasses and a thick veil of messy hair, my eyes get missed.

Update: Family Health

To understand what I'll be addressing in this post, read this post. I'll wait.
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All caught up? Ok, lets go.

So, since that, I'm sad to say that things have not gotten better with my uncle. He and my Grandma are constantly fighting and not speaking. Just as soon as they start to talk again, they fight again. And the fights spread to Momma. She is constantly being put in the middle of a situation that is hundreds of miles away and hears two very different accounts of what is happening. So, with my stubborn Uncle trapped in the anger/denial phase, our contact with him has become very limited. When Momma talks to him it just upsets her, so they don't talk very much lately.

But things are a tad brighter for Aunt A. She had a total hysterectomy and had a LARGE tumor removed from her abdomen. After that surgery, she began chemo right away. I'm not sure how treatments are going yet, she's only been going for two weeks. But in the time that all this has been going on, her lungs have been fulling back up with fluid. That is probably a bad sign and could point to the cancer perhaps growing somewhere else. Aunt A hasn't brought it up, so Momma doesn't ask.

I've mentioned this before, but my faith is really important to me. My family, my church, and many of my friends are all praying for my aunt, uncle, and Momma. My uncle is still resistant, he doesn't want people praying for him. I'm not sure if he'd go so far as to blame God yet, but I also wouldn't put it past him. But Aunt A, oh WOW. She has gone from totally running from God to appreciating all the prayers we've heaped on her. People from our church who she's never met have been sending her cards and messages. Our pastor and his wife have visited her, she later told Momma that they were the only pastors she'd want to see and pray with. Once she's better she has told Momma she wants to come to church and thank everyone for their kindness and prayers. :)

So, I guess the moral of this story is: Sometimes things change. Sometimes things stay the same. And sometimes we get a miracle.

Day 11: Something People Seem to Compliment You the Most On.

 

NO, not for my resemblance to dogs!

I'd probably go with listening for this one, I honestly enjoy listening to people and trying to help them. When my friends are hurting there isn't much that I can often do for them. I'm not physically imposing, I don't have the funds to fly across the country at the drop of a hat, and I can't leap tall buildings in a single bound (well..not EVERY day). So I just listen and let people vent and rage and decompress. It's what I'm good at. Even when I'm caught up in all my own dramaz and pain, sometimes the best thing to listen to someone who needs a friendly ear. :)

So if you need me, just talk. I'm listening.