Wow things were messed up.

The other day I was messing around online and low and behold I found something that sank my heart. It was a blog I had started when my marriage was going down like a fast roller coaster. It was started in 2004, and lasted during the first part of our multi-year separation I had with my husband. I know that divorce can be the cowards way out sometimes, but looking at some of those awful moments that my husband and I were going through, wow.

Life was just terrible for a very long time before he moved out. And truth be told the only reason that we didn't get the divorce finalized was he wouldn't have had health insurance any longer. Sometimes I didn't want to care about him needing it, but he has a bone disease and I could never stop loving him.

It is odd to think that a separation would help a relationship, but it did. It scared him. Since he moved back home, last year I can't say things are perfect. I really don't think anyone has a perfect relationship. But when he thought he was going to lose me forever, he changed and things are so much better.

I pray that we keep the strength alive to still love and respect each other.

I shuttered as I read those old posts in my blog, it made me cold inside.

What a fun and exciting time

This coming Friday I will be making my way to Mt. Pleasant for the yearly Michigan Wildlife Rehabilitation Assoc. meeting that will be held Friday evening and all day Saturday. I love seeing the people who I only get to actually "see" once a year. Although this year is a little disappointing that I am missing the opening day of firearm season, which falls on the 15th (Sat.). I am not the only one that is in wildlife rehab that hunts, there are not many of us though. Some people are completely against hunting in the rehab groups I belong to, however a huge majority know that most hunters are the biggest conservationists. For me my wildlife rehab is my way of giving back.I have been in a hunting family my whole life. My dad never left us at home when he would go up to the cabin. No matter what kind of hunting the whole family went with him. Even my uncles would come along.This will be the last year that MWRA will be hosting their meeting during the hunting season. Many are not able to come due to them or their spouses going hunting, but I don't' want to miss it. Not only to see the other members, but it is great educational experience. I love learning more and more every year.Also I get to have my yearly mini-vacation. I will be staying till Sunday. Saturday after my meeting I am planning on trying out my gambling skills. I have never been to a casino, but I have always wanted to try the slots. I know that what I come in with will not be going home with me. So I am leaving with a SMALL amount of money and that is it. I just want to go have fun.When I get back I will be heading out to my hunting spot around the corner from my house and will be spending the next 3 days out there too. I just love being in "my spot" even if I never see a deer all season. I will see so much other wildlife come through. One year a coopers hawk sat on a branch just outside of my shanty window. What a gorgeous bird God has made. I never knew they had blue in them, but with him sitting less then 3ft from my head, I could marveledat the wonderful creature.This is my sisters first year hunting and I wish her luck. So on the family farm (168acres) both my parents, my sister, her husband, my brother, his oldest son, and my husband will all be out. My parents have a log cabin in the back of the property that we will use to warm up and eat at. It is always a fun time together and reminds me of the days when we would go 'up north' to go hunting.I can not wait!

What a wonderful Halloween

I am so happy about this last Halloween. Though my dad was in pain, and as he stated "only fell 3 times this week", and was black and blue in many places, he dressed up for Halloween.

What a wonderful time we had.

Unfortunately my mom was in pain with her stomach again, well more then her stomach, the ultra-sound shows, I told her to go up stairs and rest for awhile. Dad and I would be fine. I think she was glad to hear it and didn't argue with me.

Dad had me dress up a dummy monster stuffed with newspaper on the side of their porch, as I tried to hurry him along, because trick or treating was starting and he had to eat and to take his insulin first (I thought for sure by time he finished the costumed kids would be done).

He came out right after I had finished handing the first group of kids their goodies. He put on his monster mask and I stuffed newspaper where I could see skin, much like the stuffed monster on the other side of the porch. And he sat next to me. I was in the middle of two monsters.

As the little kids came by I would ask them to say "hi to my monster" they would timidly look at him motionless and say their hellos, as they walked away he would say "hi" back to them. Only one little one started crying and we explained that it was only my dad playing like the rest of the kids. Most of the kids really got a kick out of my dad, as did I.

There was a little girl clown that came up and spent about 5-10 minutes with us, we are sure she was not even 5 years old yet. She had so many questions for "the monster" and I think that if it was up to her she would have stayed the whole time with us. She was so adorable and though she never got too close to dad she wasn't scared either. That little girl made my dads day.

My dad made my day.

My brother in law Eric came back sooner then my sister and their little guy Ryan (who just turned 4 a couple of weeks ago) and put on a old lady mask and wig on. So I had 'my grandma' and 'my monster' with me.

When Ryan got back to the house he wasn't really scared, but he wasn't sure what to think of the 2 of them either.

What a wonderful time we had. My daughter and her new guy that she has been hangin' with came over for awhile. What wonderful memories I hope to never lose.