Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Today...

Got me some coffee.

Cranking the Christmas tunes.

Placed silver supply order and used every ounce of strength within me not to hyperventilate and collapse to the floor after seeing current silver prices... apparently things have changed a bit since I last ordered...

...but it sure do feel good to be swingin' my hammer once again.

Happily,
Emily





Wednesday, December 8, 2010

One day at a time...

I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to provide you with any more information than I did the last time I posted.


I wasn’t quite sure what to say.


Unfortunately, disappearing without much explanation was necessary.


I don’t really know if I even know what to say right now, but, I didn’t feel right about just jumping back into posting without saying something first.


Life is such a fragile and crazy thing. So many different things can change your life, either for the good, or otherwise, in a matter of moments.


For my family, (specifically, my dear sweet sister) the change happened in the space between two moments.


One moment her husband was with her here on earth...


The next moment, he made the choice to step over to the other side.


Not sure if I’ll ever get into the details of it all here on the interwebs, but, the long and short of it is this:


If you are going thru something so dark and awful that you see no way out but to end it all, it may seem like the “easy” way out for you, but it is NEVER easy for everyone you leave behind.


Please reach out to someone.


You may feel like “if anyone really cared, they would reach out to me”, but, the fact is, they may have no idea you are suffering. No one is a mind-reader and the only way someone can know how you are feeling is if you tell them.


Life is slowly but surely returning back to normal around here.


As a family, we have dropped most everything and made it our job to surround Allison in a cocoon of safety and protection and love, bringing calm and warmth to her suddenly up-turned world.


There are good days.


And not so good days.


But speaking as someone who still has her sister...


...the good days are REALLY good.


Coveting your prayers,

Emily