My mother goes back to work today. Six weeks ago today she had her knee replacement surgery. She’s still not 100%, and her knee still hurts, but she’s tired of sitting at home. My mother is a tough woman. This has been a long hard road for her, and there’s still more to travel. I have no doubt she’ll make it all the way and look back on this one day as a horrible memory, but I hope she looks back on it with pride. Pride because of what she overcame. Knee replacement is something you have to work back from. That’s what she was told, and it’s true. My mother wanted it bad enough. She pushed. She wouldn’t sit there and simply accept the fact that her leg was hurting, she had been through major surgery, and take things slowly. No. That wasn’t an option for her. This woman pushed and worked hard. I hope I can be half the woman she is. I tell people this, and I have no shame in saying so either, my mother is my best friend. She’s an amazing person. Not just because of her strength, but because of her capacity to love. She has such a big heart and wants to help so many. If she were a rich woman, she would give so much of her money away. That’s just who she is. I’m going off on a tangent here about how wonderful she is. So before I get too lost, I do want to say that my father is a wonderful man as well. One of my fondest memories of my father was on a day that we were going to my grand-parent’s house. We had stopped at Kentucky Fried Chicken. My father got what we needed, but he also got a single meal. He drove just a little ways back, past where we had come to get there, and stopped. I watched him through the back window of the car as he took the meal to a homeless man sitting on a wooden bench. My daddy gave it to him. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, and there’s no point in asking my dad what he said either. He can’t remember what I told him two hours ago. There’s no way he’ll remember what was said all those years ago. Still it made an impression. These are the people I come from. Though I try to hide it well and be cynical in real life, these are the people I can only hope to be as good as. We should really love our parents while we have them. I’m lucky both of mine are still here, and though there are days I might be frustrated with them, I do love them both dearly. I still feel like a little girl when my dad calls me, “gal,” or “baby”. I want to take a trip to New York with my mom to see Wendy Williams. How you doing? Lol.
Role plays are looking good. I only owe a handful of people. I know Reydan is owed one. Thank you so much for you latest post. Brilliant as always my sexy UK man. Tyr is owed all four. Sirix, the only period roleplay I have ever attempted. I will get back to you soon. I am anxious for things to progress with the princess and the prince. Jack Stalker, I have most certainly not forgotten about you. I’m happy to be working with you again. Alvis Alendran, I haven’t forgotten you either, and of course I’m also happy to be working with you again as well. Our first role play was hot, and the second one is not disappointing in the slightest. If I’ve missed anyone, I apologize. It was not on purpose. Know that I subscribe to my threads. That helps me keep them straight, and if our rp is in email or PM, I try to keep them straight. I just got a reply back from another roleplay, and I plan on replying to this one before I go to work tonight. LadyDark, you know I love our roleplays.
Have a good evening Bluemoon!