I’ve spent so much time trying to figure out what to say or how exactly to create this post that I’m procrastinating! Not unusual but this should be a fairly simple thing to write up and I’m over thinking it or perhaps overly tired, who knows. My Momma is sick. If you read my previous blog post, A Whole Heap, or my most recent Facebook post – well then, you are up to date on the information. It most likely will not prevent me from repeating myself in some aspect, but I’ll try not to as I am going to attempt to kill one bird with multiple stones here.
*NO, I’m not actually killing a bird.*
First Stone: My Momma is sick, they’re running a few more tests and then she will have surgery. The tests are basically information for the surgeon, prior to the actual surgery. I am here for the unforeseeable future to help out and do whatever needs doing. I do not need praised for this. I am not seeking attention. I am seeking comfort. Comfort in knowing my Momma is okay, that she is resting and that she has whatever she needs. She is one of the most important people in my world and being here for her is as natural to me as breathing. I am blessed that at this time in my life I am able to do this and that my husband and children rock. I am not the only one stepping up to the plate here. I have three siblings, plus a bonus one and a pretty cool stepdad. We are all working together, doing what needs doing and simply being available to Momma. She’s helped us carry our heavy loads many times over, it’s our turn to pick up the slack. That’s not praiseworthy, that’s family. That’s love.
Second Stone: What is needed? Prayers, mostly for Momma but a few for us, the doctors, surgeon and nursing staff would be appreciated as well. We want this to go as smoothly as possible and be a wonderful success. Momma simply wants to feel better and we want that for her too. Momma is already stressed about one of the tests they’re going to do and is really not looking forward to any of it. Even if she is ready to just get it done. Financial blessings. The medical bills are already rolling in and they’ll keep on coming for a bit yet. Momma will also be off work for a time and there are regular bills that will need to be paid. A GoFundMe campaign has been set up. If you donate through GoFundMe, yes, they take a small percentage. 2.9% plus thirty cents. For example, if you donated $10, Momma would receive $9.41. If you are uncomfortable with GoFundMe, but would like to be a blessing in this way, I do have PayPal. If you use the friends/family option there is no fee and Momma would get the full donation. If you dislike that option, you can send a check – just message me for the address. Speaking of address, if you would like to send a card, let me know. You can leave a comment here or message me via Facebook. Lastly, share our posts. The more that see/read/hear – the more prayers going up. Also, share things that will makes us laugh! Laughter is the best medicine and we need that.
Third Stone: I will be documenting this whole journey as best I can, that’s what a writer does and Momma did ask that of me. Pretty much the only thing she has asked of me. Are you wondering why she asked? I can tell you but I highly doubt it’s what anyone may be thinking. You see, Momma has a pretty strong faith and it’s been growing stronger and stronger over the years. So she knows that God is doing something here and she believes it’s a story worth sharing, even though she doesn’t know the full story or how everything will play out. Basically she’s saying, “Watch God“. Which is very similar to my own thought of, “watch what faith can do“. The documentation is our light. You know the song, right? “I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.” It’s difficult to share HEAVY things, to be vulnerable. It does open the door to both positive and negative reactions. But life is a series of doors and you can not leave them all closed. You have to open them and remember that each door presented is an opportunity for God’s love to walk through. One of those doors just might be you.
Fourth Stone: Where will I be documenting? Right here! This blog, this website: tonyavanwinkle.com I will share the posts from here to Facebook and GoFundMe and probably my reader group as well. I hate copy/pasting stuff from one platform to the other, or profile to page to group…such a mess and so time consuming. So it will ALL be right here! Now, there may be a few funny things I share directly to Facebook that will appear here later when I sit down to write, but those posts are public. So if you follow my public posts you will see them. HOWEVER, Facebook hides things – so my recommendation if you want to keep up with any of this, is to check my Facebook regularly.
Fifth Stone: Let’s end this post with some humor. Since I arrived Miss Hurricane Halen has been trying to set me straight. The first occurrence of this was one evening after I’d spent the day working on Momma’s kitchen and was starting to settle down for the night. Halen came up to me and said, “Do you want to go into the basement and exercise?” I said, “Uh no. I’m tired.” Ever so sweetly she reached her little hand over, lovingly patted me on the stomach and said, “Well, you need to.” The next occurrence was our first trip to Starbucks. We had gone into town to get a couple things and made a pit stop. Half way back to Momma’s and with half her drink already gone, she says, “Ah man! You’re gonna get me in trouble again!” I was like, how am I going to get you in trouble? “Well…Nana doesn’t let me have sugar before dinner and you got me in trouble last time!” I said, Nana knows where we were going, you’ll be fine. Then this morning while she was eating cereal she looks at the kitchen island, looks up at me and says, “Tonya! You need to clean up this mess because it is in my space!” This afternoon when she got home, after she cleaned her room, we had pizza. She went to get a knife to cut it and when she opened the drawer, she yelled at me again! “Tonya! What did you do to the drawer! It was fine the way it was.” I guess I’m just messing her house up. I kinda thought I was cleaning but H.H. sure is fussing at me about stuff. Oh and lastly, she went to take a shower instead of a bath because it was late, and Nana told her, “Tonya took a bath and I don’t want to clean it out right now.” H.H. looked in there and came running down the hallway, “TONYA! You need to clean that bath tub and get your nasty hair out of there!” She sure is SASSY! I’m not quite sure how I ruffled her feathers but it sure is entertaining hearing her get on to me and it makes Momma laugh, which I love. H.H. is my little bonus sister and boy she thinks she rules the roost! I just remembered one more. Momma did Halen’s make up for Halloween and H.H. came down the hall, hands on her hips, face stuck out and said, “Nana gave me eyebrows like Ashlynn’s boyfriend!” My daughter’s boyfriend is Italian – dark, bushy eyebrows and well, H.H. is not a fan of those. However, her crush, Lincoln apparently has blue hair! Personally, I think I’d take the eyebrows over blue hair any day but what do I know.
I think that’s all for now. It’s way past my bedtime and I gotta finish some things tomorrow or H.H. will be fussing at me all over again! Thank you for reading, praying, commenting, sharing and simply being you.
November 1, 2019.
30 Days of Gratitude.
Prompt: A person who inspires you.
My Momma. I mean seriously, how could you not know that. She’s a rockstar. She does the hard things. She shines bright for Jesus. She loves passionately. She is my first and number one best friend. She’s going through a heavy storm and smiling. That’s inspiring!