my brother, my friend

I haven't been back in a while because I have had extenuating pressures on my work and apartment life that have kept me hustlin' more than writin'

...I am so lame, many of my journal entries begin with an apology and an excuse. How lame can you be? I'll tell you how lame (blog?!?!), I am not going to delete any of this. I figure I am a good two lines into an entry and now is no time to restart. This is a release of the truth and the pressure and the love and, by God, this is how the good Lord made me, excuses and all.

So, onto the blog. This is sort of a test for my eldest brother. Garry is trying to get back into school and I suggested some items for a fun reading list and we'll see which he picks--perhaps this blog will be one! I just want to make a formal web-shout out to all of my family for the times they have stuck together in my absence...or distance, rather. I am especially proud of Garry for swallowing some uncomfortable pills to get himself back to a place where he can focus on his education.

I am proud of David for continuing a long line of military service that runs in our family. He has the nerves, the strength, the education, and the sense of responsibility to serve his country in a time of dire need. If anyone has to be defending me, my family and my countrymen, I am proud and happy it is David.

Finally, I must applaud my mother for keeping herself sane through all of this. While this entry is for my immediate family, I cannot ignore my dad and his family. But to be honest, my mom is still (or moreover, again) a close part of that group as well. She has handled the news of their health issues with grace. She has continued to provide the support that her children need, despite the judgment of others. I know we are all adults. But in all reality, that big four bedroom house needs more tenants than just her and Garry could use a tutor. Frankly, I am a bit jealous. Even if you didn't know me, from the amount that I write about my family that I think of them often and fondly. They are my heart, my roots, and my future.

Here's to you!

Janie-belle