Well
 

Mostly her. I didn't cry but sometimes I feel like it when she says the fucked up shit she says. I know it isn't her fault her defense mechanism is to call names. I of all people should know all about defense mechanisms. And I should also know better than to get SUCKED into it and call names back. It's not her fault I can be an asshole sometimes too, I know it.

I always try and make it better, and I'm alway the first to apologize and beg to be in her good graces again. Ugh. Stupid women. Why do they always have what I want ....

::hugs:: I wish I could undo that entire conversation yesterday. I feel terrible that you were upset by it.

What made me cry.......
 

Fighting with my son today. He and I never fight with one another...

He has to know I care and love him very much. :bigcry:

Lately when I cry, it's tears of joy or even an unexplainable comfortable energy.

Cry
 

I watched a video on Native American youth and the percentage of our youth commiting suicide. Its very sad.

For the last two months or so, a huge black stray cat has adopted my family. The kids named him "Izzy" and when the weather was warm, he enjoyed sleeping just outside the door or exploring. He would periodically come inside and was getting along at least peacefully with the other cat.

Yesterday, I found Izzy on his rug but he was holding a front leg off the ground and wasn't moving it. He also didn't meow for his breakfast as he always does. Today, when I saw no improvement, I took him to the vet. Someone had shot him in the leg :(. The vet said he needs to amputate the leg, and keep Izzy there for a few days.

The good news: He should be fine, and he's otherwise healthy. He'll just be a three-legged cat with a stump where the tail should be, and a notch in his ear.

The bad news: How do you tell even more worldly older kids that someone shot the cat? How do you explain cruelty?

I'm still so glad I took him in, rather than wait. He was suffering. Yes, it's $500, but I couldn't let him be killed, or put him down.

What cretin does this?

Seeing pictures of abused animals and shelter dogs on Facebook. I want them all :( Dogs are the most precious creatures on Earth (to me) and it is disgusting how people treat them.

I had a neighbor kid break my chihuahuas jaw, for no reason. I dislike people more and more everyday. I am so sorry about your kitty. I will be thinking of him!! (Hugs)

I cry when my baby cries.

I can't edit my post above, but I just found out that Izzy did fine in the surgery, and will probably come home tomorrow :). The leg was a mess; we did the right thing. Oh, and the vet saved the damn buckshot that someone shot him with.

I know his name has sort of stuck, but frankly, he'll be "Tripod" from here on out.

The Woman of Qumar episode from the West Wing. Love the West Wing, but sometimes it hits you right in the feels. Of course, that's why we <3 the West Wing.

Thank you for taking care of Izzy the Tripod.

I had a great day but it was so busy that I cried when I realized how little time I had to get ready for a very special event. I made it on time :)

The Van Gogh episode of Dr Who... At the end when they take him to the museum and they ask the Curator what he thinks of Van Gogh... Oh the FEELS!

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listening to my lil sis wife telling me her fears about life without my sis....she love her so much....we must be there for each other

Two things:

A scene from Good Will Hunting (it always makes my eyes weep...) and this status a friend sent her partner this morning on FB...

"Do you know what I love about you? Your strength, compassion, commitment, humor, sarcasm, honesty, courage, creativity, modesty, charm, talent, passion, pride, thoughtfulness, selflessness, gratitude, endurance, positivity, your beauty from the inside out. You are worn down from the cancer, treatment, and side effects and I see and feel your struggle. You don't feel like you and you say you don't look like you. To me you look amazing... you look like a cancer fighter... a cancer survivor. The side effects will go away in time and there will be no visible sign of the battle you fought but for now I want you wear your fight like a badge of honor. That puffy face, the nose bleeds, the fatigue, the mood swings, the pain are all your medals of honor... wear them proudly as they are the visible sign of a fight well fought. You are the woman I love and you do still look like the woman I fell in love with. You tell me she is in there somewhere but I see her everyday standing front and center on the battlegrounds defeating cancer. I could not be more proud of you or more in love when I look into your face and know that you are my here and now and my forever and always. Every side effect promises me a future with you by my side so I say bring it on! We've got this! The side effects will go away when the treatment stops and the treatment will stop when the tumor is dead and that will be so very soon. Hold on baby we are almost there... hold your chin high as you are a pure sight of amazing beauty that I adore each and every moment of each and every day!! ♥ ♥"

I'm just really sensitive this morning... :bigcry:
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