My day started out with getting up late for work, rushing to get a shower and get ready to Wilkins standing at my legs with her arms wrapped around them, crying when I was trying to leave for work. Then to make matters worse my battery was dead so my car wouldn't start so my mom had to take me with Wilkins to work. It wasn't a nice peaceful day that I walked into either...I stepped in the door and started running. It was all about "cornbeef and cabbage" today!! Who knew that so many people would want this stuff...disgusting! This stuff takes 50 minutes to cook and it was selling like hotcakes literally!! I am sick of cutting up cabbage, potatoes, and stinkin' carrots! I will not be sad if I never work another Saint Patrick's Day...and that was just a part of my day. It was a horrible day at work and was so frustrated when I left. I stopped and picked pick up Wilkins and all starts to look up!
I was sitting here watching this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QyUpWwYYyjM which is a video tribute to Layla Grace from someone and Wilkins was in her room playing. I guess she heard the music and came running screaming "mommy dance", "mommy dance". So I showed her Layla's picture and she said "baby" and now it is just playing over and over while I am typing this. And Wilkins is now holding her Pluto stuffed animal while she is dancing and singing (going around and around is her dancing). As I sit her and type this and she is right her dancing I have tears running down my face. I am so thankful for my little girl. My horrible day has completely forgotten now because she is the reason I continue to work a frustrating job. She is the reason I can put a smile on my face and can deal with all the stuff I do. If for no other reason than to make sure she has food to eat and a roof over her head I will continue to go back day after day. So again I say, thank you Layla Grace for helping me see the bigger picture and for helping me find the positive side of things including my job. One more day and I get to spend a day off with Wilkins...
Showing posts with label Layla Grace Marsh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Layla Grace Marsh. Show all posts
3.17.2010
3.14.2010
Balloon Release for Layla Grace...
Well...off to bed I go. Gotta a long week ahead of me!
3.13.2010
Pennies for Penny....Neuroblastoma again?!
So I had never heard of Neuroblastoma until a little over a month ago when I was sent an invite to the group "Praying for Layla Grace" and now I am hearing about it everywhere. I was reading someone's blog and someone mentioned that "Penny" had just been diagnosed with Neuroblastoma so I followed the link just to read about it. This little girl isn't even a year old. This isn't fair. I am absolutely done with this disease. I want to do whatever I can to help fight this!! I don't know whether to be angry or sad. I don't know how Shanna or Carina is handling this. This is so unfair...I have a hard time reading about this and I have tears running down my face as I do so how are they living this nightmare?! Please everyone donate what you can whether it be money or just taking the time out to read about little Penny and little Layla Grace and spreading the word. I don't want to hear of anymore children having to go through this torment...they are just babies and they deserve to be running around without a care in the world. They shouldn't have to be poked and prodded nor should they have to be scared.
"Stay strong, stay organized, stay focused. She is scared and me being scared and crying will only make her more scared so, I have to be strong. It is what it is and we have to learn how to deal with it and move forward. It seems silly to say but Aaron and I go in opposing waves. When he is upset and in the “why” frame of mind, I am strong and focused. When he is strong and focused, I’m a mess. It helps most of the time but there are times when we both breakdown. Needless to say Penelope is a trooper. It breaks my heart to see her in pain and many times I just get up in her crib and snuggle with her. I want so badly just to hold her in my arms while she sleeps without the cords and the pain. I want to see her walking and talking. I want her to smile and dance with Elmo and get giddy and tickled when she gives him kisses and hugs. I want to have her Sesame Street 1st birthday party at the park like we planned." Penelope's mom...CarinaPlease share this with everyone you know...http://www.pennies4penny.org/
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