Another One….

SO, my daughter had all the symptoms of covid, and continued testing negative…until yesterday. She now tested positive for covid-19.

Just as my son and I are getting ready to go back to work, SHE tests positive. He will now extend his time off, per his work, until the 18th, and I haven’t heard back yet from my employer.

This has been no fun, to say the least. I feel 1000% better than I did last week, just a lingering cough, and thank GOD for my inhaler. Anytime I leave my room, I have a double mask on, but if I can get back to work on Friday like I’m supposed to, I’ll be wearing a kn95. I also finished the Paxlovid last night.

I hope my son continues to test negative. This has just been no fun.

Hope you all are staying healthy and safe!

P~

Beautifully Stated

My husband let go, not because he didn’t love his kids, but because he LOVED his kids and saw the pain there was. He also was not going to be disrespected by them or their mother anymore. He told them he would always be there for him, if they ever wanted to contact him again. He had hope of a future relationship with his kids, when they were out from the grip and control of their mother. Sadly, that did not come to pass. He died, suddenly and unexpectedly, 5 months after his last support payment was made.

Charlie McCready  · 

Please see more of my posts on Instagram. I post 2-6 each day to spread awareness about parental alienation, to inform and to uplift. I hope they help. https://www.instagram.com/charliemccready1/

We let go because we love, and we don’t want to hold on to or exacerbate the conflict. An alienating parent absolutely thrives on conflict and then blames it all on us. It is counter-intuitive to let go when we love so much, but because we love so much, and we don’t want to create more pain and suffering, because we worry about the harm being caused to our child/ren, we let go (of the fight/anger/past). This is unconditional love. We don’t give up hope. We don’t quit working towards a better life for us and our child/ren. We don’t forget. We don’t even feel like we’ve lost because we don’t see our child/ren’s life as a game, we don’t see it as winners and losers. We hold firm, we wait, we embody peace, calm, strength, and LOVE. We strive to be happy. We believe we are sovereign, as are our children. A sense of freedom comes from letting go of the negativity in our lives – those situations and people – because holding onto them or fighting them is not helpful, it is beneath us, and it holds us in grief and anger. We ‘target’ parents are tested in the most challenging and heartbreaking way imaginable (most people cannot imagine, and do not understand), but there are many of us. We are not alone. We stand together. We know. we’ve got this. We LOVE.

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In-n-Out

This was Keith’s favorite burger joint. Since I was down with Covid on 11/29, my kids went to get us burgers in remembrance of their Dad, my husband. We usually go twice a year, 11/29 and his birthday, 12/21. Even though this year we were a day late and I couldn’t taste it at all, (but I knew it was delicious) I would rather be late than never. We’ve done this in his memory for 16 years. I finished my burger, but not the fries. The sprite was cold, and felt good on my throat as I drank it.

Day late-11/30/22

‘Til Death Do Us Part…

17 Years ago….

~This Is My World~

Today was probably the worst day of my life. I had been busy with daily life as usual. My husband was delivering mail right across the street, but about 1130am, (not sure if that is really the time, but it’s the time that sticks in my head) he stopped by to bring me our mail, to kiss me and tell me he loved me. I had NO IDEA what was in store for our lives.

I remember looking at the clock and it said 3:38pm. I was leaving to go pick our daughter up from school and to take her and our son to get a bite to eat. They wanted McDonalds.

I got home at approximately 410pm and noticed there was a message on my phone. I listened to it. It was one that I will never forget. It was a message from my husband’s work, telling me I…

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It’s My Turn…..

On 11/28, I came home from work a little early. Literally, like 1/2 hour to 45 minutes before I was off. To make a long story short, later on that evening, I tested positive for COVID for the first time!

This was the LAST thing I thought of. At first, I thought that because the weather changed again, I was having one of my seasonal asthma/allergy attack, but just exhausted. As the day progressed, I thought, oh, I must be getting an upper respiratory infection because now I feel pressure in my chest.

I didn’t have my car at work, so I was able to contact my daughter and she was able to leave work to come pick me up, take me to Starbucks so I can buy her something for her picking me up and to buy myself a Medicine Ball. We went to two Starbucks, NEITHER had the Medicine Ball, but I ended up getting a Venti Royal English Breakfast Tea with lemonade and one pump of Honey blend. It was DELICIOUS.

From there, my daughter drove me to our Transportation yard, I got in my car and drove straight home. I changed into shorts, and laid down for a few minutes, before taking a covid test.

About 4pm, I took the test, set my alarm to read it in 30 minutes. I conked out. When my alarm went off, I got up, read the test, thought, “Ok, it’s negative” and went right back to sleep.

My daughter, in the meantime, had come home after me, did a few things and then said she’ll read the results when she came back. It was 3 hours later. She said, “Mom, this says POSITIVE, a T is POSITIVE” I, being half asleep, questioned her and the results. Then I said, “Shit, I’ll just take another test….”30 minutes later, it had a T…POSITIVE. OH GREAT…..

You know, I posted on FB the other day that I was trying to stay home, call in sick, on 11/29, because it was the 17th anniversary of Keith’s passing. I felt guilty for thinking about calling in sick because I had just gotten off a weeks vacation, however, what I can say now is “be careful what you wish for” LOL. Testing positive for covid, TWICE Monday afternoon and evening, being FORCED to stay home, was not in my plans. Thanks, but no thanks, ya know?

I did have to laugh at a point my sister made, that, working where I work, in the environment that I work in, COVID was NOT the first thing I thought of, and not only that, but I didn’t even believe the test the FIRST time I took it, I had to take it again, LOL I told her that I have experience with the way I feel with my seasonal allergies/asthma, and sinus/upper respiratory infections, so I was in that frame of mind, Covid not even in my minds eye, LOL.

This has been a crazy experience. The coughing, the stuffed up yet runny nose, I even had a slight bloody nose once, this bitch of a headache, the NO ENERGY, I woke up hot a few times, the temp app I have said 100.8 at one point 99.5 at another. My inhalers have helped a great deal with the pressure in my chest, now I just hurts to cough because I cough so much, but thank GOD I had been able to get a refill on both inhalers. My body aches, my hands ache, funny that my osteo arthritic knee doesn’t, LOL.

I have gotten my taste and smell back a bit, thank GOD, but that was just this morning. Prior to that, I’ve eaten, but pretended I could taste and smell, WISHING with every bite that I catch a slight taste of something, but with no luck. I had hot sauce (Cholula) in a breakfast burrito I craved, which was WEIRD… and while I couldn’t taste the hot sauce, (or anything else) I FELT it, not in the “hot” sense, but, well, I don’t know how to describe it, but IYKYK, and the same with the spread sauce from In-n-Out, couldn’t taste it, but could “feel” it.

Anyway, I have started on the Covid meds, Paxlovid, and have to take the evening dose in a bit. I think it’s helped with getting my sort of sense of taste and smell back.

I hope you all are doing good out there!! I can hardly wait to get back to feeling normal!!💚 💚

Thanksgiving 2022

I think these are the two most perfect pies I’ve made… in YEARS. 😊🤤 like my FACEBOOK STORY said, it’s never been easy, but it’s been a good life, for which I am thankful for 🙏🏼 #before #after #justtwopies #Thanksgiving22

Pecan Pie- Before
Pecan Pie – After
Pumpkin Pie-Before
Pumpkin Pie- After

Wishing you and your family a very blessed Thanksgiving 🙏🏼♥️

Thanksgiving 2022

I think these are the two most perfect pies I’ve made… in YEARS. 😊🤤 like my FACEBOOK STORY said, it’s never been easy, but it’s been a good life, for which I am thankful for 🙏🏼 #before #after #justtwopies #Thanksgiving22

Pecan Pie- Before
Pecan Pie – After
Pumpkin Pie-Before
Pumpkin Pie- After

Wishing you and your family a very blessed Thanksgiving 🙏🏼♥️