

So much has gone on in my little world since friday that I really have no where to begin but from the beginning. Last friday husband told me that we are indeed moving. So now I have to pack up my cluttered small apartment in the south and move to America’s “Heartland”. This is going to be so weird for me to leave all my family and friends behind and start a new life somewhere else without them. Family is a huge part of my life and I can’t imagine a day that I won’t be able to see them. Everytime I think about it, I get all teary-eyed. More on the whole moving thing later as the dreaded date draws near.
But on the subject of tears, Saturday I found out the most horrible, dreadful, unimaginable, shocking news that one never want to hear. I found out that a girl that was a childhood friend of mine had been killed tragically in a car accident friday afternoon. She was my brother’s age, 20. We would have sleepovers and play everyday all day long since I was a we little tot. My mind still can’t grasp the fact that she is gone. Like one minute she was here and the next minute she just ceases to exist. We never know how long we have on this earth, we are never guaranteed another second. I was unable to go to the funeral because of my little one but my mother and grandmother went. They said that they had never seen so many people at a funeral before. The whole entire funeral home was packed out all the way into the parking lot. Even the parking lot was full! She was truly loved by many. My mother said that when they wheeled her casket out of the room that all you could hear was a heart breaking scream from her mother. Can you imagine losing a child? I hope I never have to experience that pain.
Here is the article that was written in the newspaper about the crash. To protect the family I have smudged the last names of the family and some other information. I give full credit to the original writer of the article.

To top everything off, I have a stomach flu. I cannot stand for more than 5 minutes because I get very light headed and sick to my stomach. I’ve been throwing up since last night and just can’t seem to keep anything down. And to think that have the stomach flu wasn’t worse enough how about Aunt Mary decided to pay a visit as well. Uuggghh! I just feel horrible. I’m like a walking pepto bismol commercial right now…
“Nausea, Heartburn, Indigestion, Upset Stomach, Di-a-rrrrhiiii-aaaa. Yeah! Pepto Bismol.”
Well that is about all the time that my body has alotted me, Off to bed I go again. Gnight all. Until I regain my strength…
[edit] One last thing…I wanted to show you the t-shirt I made for hubby for Father’s Day. I did a freezer paper stencil of my son and painted it on a t-shirt. I’m still in shock as to how well it turned out. Did I really make this shirt?
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AsharEdith Said:
Wow Drea,
That was a huge comment! LOL
On to you She…
I live two hour away from my whole family. We moved the day after we came back from our honeymoon. So, not only I had to deal with getting used to being married, but to a new town, new church, new everything. I took me a while to get used to it. It’s being five years now and I still miss my family and church brother and sisters. But as Drea said. If it’s God will that you guys move away, he will help you throughout the whole process.
In less than three weeks (July 14) my mom is leaving to Alaska with the ARMY… Now THAT makes me sad… and makes me see that two hour isn’t as far as it seems.
I don’t know how far away you will be from your family and friends, but trust me God provides verything that you need and before you know you will be loving your new life.
Take care hun’!!! And DRINK PLENTY OR WATER AND ORANGE JUICE… it always helps to beat the flu.
See ya!
June 22nd, 2006 at 10:01 am
concern Said:
OK I tgought about not posting this but my conscious just wont let me. Moving is a very bad idea and from reading your blog and his blog he is most probablly taking you on the road to no where, because he will never be satisfied, and the world to him, is out to get him. To me he seems like the type of guy who has big dreams that will never come into reality (music), and every other type of work he does will never be good enough for him. Family is very important and i am afraid if you leave them you will loose your support group and be easily manipulated. How the heck did i come up with all this? Well I read your blog, and his through your link and what he said in his recent post about you and his troubles is just, i dont know, what did you get from it?
Best of luck to you
and feel free to call me a dumbass nosy nelly, I deserve it. I just felt strongly about this because you seem to be a reallt great person and mom.
June 24th, 2006 at 8:39 am
She Said:
Drea…Wow what a long comment….lol. I completely agree with you, It is going to be tough living so far away from family but I do think that it is going to bring me and my husband closer together because we will only have each other to lean on. There will be no more calling mommy and daddy, it is time that we “grow up” and do things on our own for a while. Although I was hesitant in the beginning, I think this is something that we really need to do at this point in our lives if we ever want to grow toghether as a family [meaning the 3 of us]. It will be a great adventure and learning experience. I trust hubby completely, I know he wouldn’t put us in any kind of danger if he can help it.
Ashar…yeah, it seems that at one point in time in all of our lives we gotta cut the apron strings and move away be it 3 hrs or 15 hrs. But like drea said, thank god for the internet! E-mail and blogging is what is going to keep me sane.
Uh, Concern? …. Ok first of all, you haven’t really been keeping “up with the times” my husband hasn’t blogged since the middle of May, you might want to check your dates. It does seem that all he does is complain in his blog, afterall it is a creative outlet for him, but still the majority of his frustrations were work related. He was in an awful racist filled environment where all of his “friends” were leaving and finding better jobs but he was forced to be stuck there enduring constant racism towards him from his colleagues on a daily basis. Because he pointed out the racism in the store to higher management, to which management said to forget about, caused him to endure even more hatred. He had to rely on me for a ride because he didn’t have a driver’s license and on top of that hated living in the current city that we are in because of the decline of jobs in our area caused him to complain alot. Fast forward to the present, he has his license back, quit his job at the racist employer, is now a manager at his current job [to which he will be a STORE manger of his very own store in 2 years], and just recently signed the lease for our new HOUSE [if you don’t know I am currently living in a basement, yeah fun, i know]. So it seems to me that we are making a very good life for ourselves right now, huh?
As for the whole music thing, hubby is great at discovering new talent. He has an ear for music. He has already help discover someone that has “made it big”, unless you listen to hip-hop/rap you’ve probably never heard of him….Homebwoi? He did a song with the Ying Yang Twins and was on Soul Train. That guy, my husband discovered him way back in the day. My husband’s best friend is Homebwoi’s manager [get it, husband discovered him, passed him on to his best friend to be his manger]. His current project is another friend of his to which he has already helped him record a mixtape, created him a website, and a myspace. Music takes time, you don’t just “make it big” all of a sudden. Alot of blood, sweat, tears, sacrafice, and hard work goes into making a star. This new artist name is Monroe Blakkk, fyi. With Monroe, my husband isn’t just discovering him but also giving the whole manger thing a try as well. Music to him is a hobby, just like crafting, blogging are to me…a hobby. It doesn’t completely consume his life to where he neglects his family or that we have to go without so that so and so can have some studio time. It doesn’t work like that. Maybe he won’t ever make it big, maybe we won’t ever be rich but who cares? Who am I to shatter someones dream? Do you not have dreams of your own? At least my husband is attempting to do something to bring his dream just a little bit closer to reality instead of sitting on his ass thinking to himself “what if” or “I could never do that because that dream is just ‘too big’”.
You have your right to your own opinion, but you do have to take into consideration that our whole lives isn’t typed up on your computer. There is alot more behind the blog that you don’t know about. Don’t “assume” that you know someone by what you read.
I hope I haven’t scared u off. Don’t be scared to comment again.
I have a headache, I’m going to bed. Night!
June 27th, 2006 at 12:14 am
concern Said:
Hi there
it was the 5/18 post that rubbed me the wrong way. I just read too much into it like he thought of you as holding him back or blaming you for his troubles. Your right, in blog land we only see a portion of some ones life and we assume too much.
Best of Luck-
June 27th, 2006 at 7:00 pm
concern Said:
ok
i checked out Monroe Blakkk’s web site and the song that plays is beyond good (they should loop some bob marley (Stone that the builder refused)in there) so i take back what i said, maybe the old man has a chance! Word to the wise, in the music biz there is no such thing as friends, trust or having someones word so please make this someone sign something!!!
June 27th, 2006 at 7:15 pm
She Said:
Well, Well, Well Concern, you see hubby does in fact have an ear for music. Thanks for returning by the way, and googling Monroe. I’ll pass along your advice to hubby.
June 27th, 2006 at 9:53 pm
Ro Said:
(((HUGS!!!)))
Awww, I feel so bad! If you need to talk you know how to find me!
June 28th, 2006 at 1:03 pm
She Said:
Awww thanks Ro, I’m ok now. I went through my “funk” stage, but I’m slowly but surely getting out of it.
June 28th, 2006 at 1:06 pm
Jules Said:
I am sorry about your friend. My SIL died 2.5 years ago in a motorcycle accident. It was devestating. We are not over it yet and I doubt we ever will be. It’s so sad.
In other news…I could never move away from my fam. I have only lived in this town I was born and raised in and I’m such a chicken. You go girl!
July 2nd, 2006 at 3:33 pm