Author Archives: Green Jean Granny
If I’m not careful, the little things nitpick my mind.
All day hubby has talked nonstop and loudly. I never want him to feel bad, but he doesn’t understand I need some quiet. I’m not focusing well on things and he started crying because he can’t understand himself. He keeps … Continue reading
Gotta get away. AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! Someone is gonna loose hair! I’m gonna pull it out! Yell, noise, cry, talk non-stop. I need sleep and silence.
Of all the things this stroke has stolen, it’s our family togetherness, my mate and lover, and my friend, that I miss the most.
I ended up pushed out of the bed at 5:30 this morning. I’m sipping my second cup of coffee. Most of the daily chores are done. I like how we live. Isn’t that a strange thing to think? I have … Continue reading
There’s a precipice we teeter on as we watch our dear ones go through their life’s tribulations. We think we suffer with them and we lift our voices with them in anguish and we hold each other and try to … Continue reading