#IDidIt

I did it!   I started a BLOG!  I’m truly not sure people actually read them, or how this totally works.  I have had completely opposite reactions about this…. from “I will read it like the bible” to straight up, “I’m not going to read it anyway.”  I mean, why on Earth would I even want to blog?  Shall we start with the title?   Stronger Than A Fifth Of Whiskey.   What does that even mean?   For me, I have been put through the ringer over the last 5 years.  A roller coaster I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.  Round one had me asking why.  Why John?  Why Us?  But what I took from that, is not to take a single day for granted.   Round two taught me to take care of myself and brought me closer to a friend of nearly 20 years.  Round three, well, made me stronger…stronger than anyone should be at the age of 37.  Lets be real for a hot second.  I was widowed a month before my 37th birthday.  Two months before our 10th wedding Anniversary.  I hate using the “W” word because it makes me think of an old woman, which I am far from!  (In my head I’m still 27!)  But the fact is, legally, I’m a freaking widow.  If that doesn’t make a person stronger, I’m not sure what does.  For me, writing about my Johnny’s Journey was some kind of therapy for me.   A way to get word out on what was happening in our life, and with his care.  I have been without him, and without that outlet for 9 months now.  Yes, I have posted a few times in our “secret” group, but its not really the same.   I suppose my goal here, on this blog, is to have a space to perhaps share a memory, an interesting story, or just blab about my crazy life.  It’s really been a total shit-show for the last 9 months.  I nearly called this thing, “you can’t make this shit up.”   Seriously, you can’t!

And with that, I have done it!   I have completed my first post!  And to that, I say, “Alright, Alright, Alright, Just Keep Livin”

11 thoughts on “#IDidIt

  1. Well I’m totally reading your blog. I missed alot along your journey and wished I would have followed you both more closely. I’d say you’re pretty damn brave to have gone through this and if this helps you start to heal then keep them coming!

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  2. U go girl! ! I guess maybe this would have been a great way to help me with my depression I had when my Dad passed away in 1999. He was 54, and just turned that 3 weeks before he passed from ALL, acute lympositic leukemia, which is actually a childhood cancer. I totally lost everything I ever knew to be ok in my life. I was a mother , wife, daughter, sister, friend. THEN I WAS NOTHING, I didn’t want to live anymore. I was nothing. I wanted to be with him. It took several years for me to realize he would never want me to be that way and then I decided I wanted to live. BUT it was very hard to do. I LOVE MY LIFE NOW! but it was a long journey.

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  3. I love it, and I’m proud of you. And if the title isn’t a song, it should be! Thinking your next tattoo should be a lil bottle of Jack 🙂

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  4. While reading this it is the first time I thought about my dad being the w word at the same age as you with three teenagers to raise. I don’t know why his age never hit me before until I just read your blog. I always remembered my mom being 36 but never thought about dad’s age. Both of you- too young to have to face such a loss and figure out how to move on with your own life.
    I think a blog is a great idea. I write a lot in my personal journals. Love the name.
    I now have a bracelet with JKLIVIN and a shamrock ☘️ in memory of JT. I look at it everyday and am trying to take that advice. #bloggreatidea #stronglady

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