First of all the title of this post is the song that I am listening to as I write it. . Don’t Stop Believing by Journey. Something about this song just makes me happy inside.
So I am working on proof reading a paper for a friend and hoping I can find a way to get to tech tomorrow so that I can buy my cap and gown for Graduation. I get to graduate on May 6th.
I need to go to a Karaoke bar. I love to sing, although I get horrible stage fright.
I am making Airforce a book for his graduation, I am planning on taking pictures of him as he grew up and putting them in one of those sites where they make a real book for you. Any one have suggestions?
Okay so this was a pretty short and random post but hopefully I will have more to post later!
So we all know that M got married last march, and that her husband had been cheating on her and his family had been making her life miserable, so she wanted a divorce. He convinced her for one more chance and then another and another, finally when she was about to tell him to jump he came home to visit and once again tried to prove he had changed. He suckered us all in this time, partly because that was when we found out that her Marine friend was beating on her. So we were all kinda hoping that Navyboi had changed.
It seems he has not, he JUST got back to Japan and she has once again been sent emails by mistake, and had some of his Battle Buddies say he has had a girlfriend (who is married) for over two months, when questioned about it the only response was that it wasn't two months and that he is trying to change but she has to help him, and needs to be there so that he won't cheat and not talk to any male because that makes him cheat.
she asked me my opinion and I told her Kensei and I had been together for over 9 nine years, most of them spent apart, neither of us has cheated, and then so what if she moves to Japan, he still has to spend 9 month a year on a boat, she can't go with him, so he gets to cheat those nine months by his logic.
But I don't think she should be with Marineboy either because he hurts her physically, I told her that my opinion is she should get her divorce, and then take some time, maybe move somewhere for school, alone and away from the both of them and spend some M time.
Well this is actually a little late, but I think I can finally write about it with out crying, or getting angry. First the official obit, (names Changed)
Albert S.
Albert S Henrietta: Passed away Tuesday, January 12, 2010, at age 75. He was predeceased by his wife, Patricia; parents, Albert I. Sr. and Evelyn. Survived by his son, Alan; daughter, Cheryl, Son in law- Peter. of S.C.; grandchildren, Air Force, Angel and Jujube. Albert was a United States Army Veteran serving during the Korean War, an avid golfer and bowler.
So that is what the paper, and my uncle put in about my Papa. The man who told me stories about Italy, and help my Nana, (his mother) teach me to cook, taught me to swim, and would dance around his house singing Frank Sinatra and Rat Pack songs with me.
The man that taught me that no matter how hard life is you just have to keep trying, and fighting, and making yourself strong.
He cried with me while I raged against the fact I wasn’t there when his wife, and my Grandma DeeDee passed, because my mother didn’t even tell me she was sick. He was there when my Nana passed and I cried at her grave and didn’t want to move. I remember him picking me up like weighed nothing and carrying me to the car.
I was very angry when he died, my mother refused to let us go see him in the hospital, she was fighting with him.. I never really said goodbye. The last conversation I had with him only lasted ten minuets at most, I called him for new year’s he had just gotten out of the hospital from Christmas, brain tumors, and he was sick, but he told me he was much better, and I was in a hurry so I rushed off the phone. and that was it.
I always planned on having Papa sing to me when I got married, if he even came. When I was little he gave me a list of guys I couldn’t date, and me being the smart aleck I was asked him then who was I allowed to date? He laughed and told me I could be a good little catholic girl and join a nunnery, then every birthday, and Christmas along with my gifts would come a brochure for a different one.
I miss him so much and listening to the radio the other night I heard two songs that made me think of him, and even though I cried and still do, I just want to think of him looking down, and sitting with my Grandma DeeDee, and Nana and Grandpa Paul, and watching me smiling.
