Parents just don’t understand

Ok, this is a blast from the way back past, but my definition is very different from Fresh Prince AKA Will Smith’s original version. He was a teenage boy wanting to gain freedoms that were well beyond what his years could handle. From his perspective, he wanted what he wanted when he wanted it and if his parents didn’t agree they simply didn’t understand.  Well, fast forward 20+ years to a 38 year old woman in an awkwardly similar situation.  I want to be able to re-introduce myself to society and start experiencing new things again, sounds wonderful right??  It would be except my parents are hesitant to let me.  Their rationale is not my age or even my inexperience it’s because “they” don’t feel comfortable with it.  So me regaining my independence and freedom depends on their comfort level, really??  Yes, there are times when I literally can’t bathe myself, I can’t cook for myself, I need rides to doctors and yes most recently needed them to be by my side in the hospital. But I am still a living 38 year young woman that wants and more importantly deserves freedom.  My parents have raised 2 wonderful daughters, are we perfect, far from it, but we are loving, smart, make good decisions, are compassionate, giving and have never given my parents real trouble. We have never been arrested,  we did not have to have to say the dreaded words that so many teenage girls do, we never were involved in drugs, just good girls.  Even with all this it is as if they think I am so  incapable that I can’t function without them.  I will have set backs and I will need them but Lord I just want “MY” parents to understand.


RT from Tamara Mowry Housely

Maybe juvenile but it made my day! Love her. In case you don’t know…Sister, Sister tv sitcom in 90’s.


RT @Eributterfly2: @TameraMowryTwo..possible hookup between…@thejerome & @dreadelagado…#prettycute— this is too funny!!!

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My hero

Beautiful, smart, funny, sensitive, caring, giving, compassionate, loving, silly, are just a fews words to describe my hero.  She is a person that will do anything if asked, it is hard for her to say no.  I have known her my entire life and have always looked up to her.  I am extremely lucky and blessed to have her in my life.  Whenever I need her she is there to help me with whatever I am going through at that time.  I can’t imagine my life without her in it.  She has accomplished so much in her life and at times felt as though, despite her efforts, she would never reap the benefits of her hard work.  But, then a door opened, completely unexpected, to an opportunity she had hoped and prayed for for years.  And she deserves it.  One thing you should know about my hero is that she just considers herself a daughter, sister, wife, and teacher.  She doesn’t expect any special recognition for how great a daughter, sister, and wife she is.  Those things aren’t why she is my hero, it’s because she is a teacher.  She makes it her lifes work to educate the young minds that will be our future.  She is willing to do whatever it takes, big or small if it means the children will benefit.  Her “babies” as she calls them hold a special place in her heart,  and to see other teachers not truly teach is the most hurtful thing to her.  At the end of the day it’s the children who suffer.  It’s about nurturing and loving, but also being firm and showing discipline.  Angela Lynn Couch is my sister and my hero.

Being Grateful

My health has been declining since mid July.  I could feel it and I am normally correct.  I had been nauseated for weeks with body aches and fever.  Obviously I assumed it was lupus but nausea was a new symptom for me.  I tried to avoid going to the doctor because I had an appointment already scheduled coming up.  So the normal tests were run in addition to some others to see what was going on.  I received a call that I needed to have an ultrasound of my pancreas and gall bladder immediately. After that I got a call that I needed another test done as soon as possible.  I was diagnosed with pancreatitis, which I have had before, but the rush with the tests is due to me specifically.  After going 3 weeks barely eating or drinking I suffer from low kidney function so I was very close to kidney failure, which has happened before.  So I was admitted to the hospital and stayed there for 3 days being re-hydrated with fluids to bring my kidneys back to my normal.  I still feel pretty crappy but not as crappy as I did 4 weeks ago.  I am so lucky I have the family that I do to be there for me no questions asked.  I am grateful grateful grateful.