I have so much that I want to say about what happened in Tucson this weekend, but the words just aren’t coming out of my head into my fingers. Every story that I hear is so heartbreaking. In time people will want to blame someone, to justify why a young man would walk into a supermarket and harm so many innocent people. But the truth of the matter is, no matter how much rhetoric is spewed, how much anger is out there and how I personally would love to see blame placed…it all comes down to a young man with self- control, who took it upon himself to walk into that Safeway and fire that rifle.
I can only hope that of all the lessons learned from that tragic event that are learned, the most important is that people need to get along, especially in our nation’s capitol. I think too much time is wasted on NOT getting along, that those who we have elected forget why they are there. We put them there to be our voice, to serve the will of the people. I understand that things are not always going to be done to my liking, but it is for the better of our country. For example, I needed the Healthcare Bill to pass. Now, while it did pass, it didn’t pass the way I would like it to have passed. I need health care now, not in 2014. But, I know that in 2014, I will have health care. The constant arguing, which I sometimes think is just for the sake of arguing, is just a waste of time.
Okay, I’ll step off my soap box now. I have to say that in the last week, I have been sleeping so well.(KNOCK ON WOOD) I have been getting at least 5-6 hours of sleep every night, if not more. I don’t think I have been doing anything differently, maybe it’s just that I am a little bit more at peace lately. I’ve learned to leave things at my bedroom door over the last few weeks, and my bedroom has become a place of peace and solace.
Even my argument with Oscar yesterday didn’t keep me up last night. I have to mention it because it totally explains how dysfunctional our relationship is. As I said in my last blog, Oscar’s parents offered to drive Aaron back to Las Vegas. I was quite thankful, after what I went through last week.
So yesterday, they drove here from California. I called them at 1:30 to see where they were, as Oscar said it takes 8 hours from Visalia. When I called they said they were approaching stateline, which is about an hour outside of Las Vegas. I asked if they wanted to drive to my house or meet somewhere, and we agreed to meet at McDonald’s where they always took the kids at 2:30.
I left the house at 2:00, figuring that it would take me 15 minutes to get there, and then I would be there when they got there. Amazingly enough, I got there in less than 10 minutes(and no I wasn’t speeding LOL). There were cops everywhere, and a police motorcycle being loaded onto a tow truck. I put two and two together and figured it was an accident, and being that a cop was involved, his fellow officers all converged to see that everything was okay.
Oscar’s parents pulled in right behind me. Aaron came over to greet me, and we walked back over to their car. We hugged and our hellos, and then my phone rang. It was Luciano, he was asking me how come I was meeting up with Oscar’s parents there instead of meeting up with them too. He basically was asking me what Oscar wanted him to ask, since I could hear Oscar in the background.
I told Luciano to hand over the phone to his dad, and I got verbally assaulted. Of course I started to cry, which is what I do when I am mad, sad or angry. I told him that Aaron didn’t want to see him, which was why I had arranged to meet his parents. He said that it was Aaron’s issue, and he would be around when Aaron decided to grow up. I told him to call his mom in 15 minutes and I hung up the phone. Oscar’s mom told me that there was no point in getting upset, that it was what it was, and Oscar would have to fix the problem.
We talked for a few more minutes and I told his parents that Aaron could come to visit anytime they wanted him to. I also told them that there was a non-stop flight from Vegas to Fresno, which was 30 minutes from Visalia. Since Aaron is 15, he is more than old enough to take the flight by himself. Plus, it’s only $100 round trip. We agreed that flying was much easier on both of us, and next time he would fly.
I handed Aaron over his cell phone, but told him that he had to share it with me until my phone was delivered to me. He was totally okay with that and called his cousin Edward to let him know that he made it back to Vegas. We stopped at the grocery store and went shopping, then came home and put everything away. Then I took a nap, surprisingly enough.
Today we just hung around the house. I really wasn’t feeling all that well, my back was really giving me problems today. This happened while I was driving back to Vegas, which was the reason I came back to Vegas, as opposed to driving all the way to California. My whole left side goes numb, as opposed to the three toes on my foot. It’s the weirdest feeling in the world. It goes away, but I have to adjust my body. I know what the issue is, just can’t do anything about it. Unless I get Medicaid, which I won’t do.
But to leave things on a lighter note, the boys have finally given names to the kittens. The two white ones are Snow and Flake. The orange one is named Cheddah, and the black one is named Albino. I know, they are sick, but funny. It was a twenty minute conversation for the name of the black one, and finally Luciano came up with the name. My boys, they just make me laugh so much. I really did something right to be given three great kids.
Until next time!
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