What to do, what to do….lol.. How is everyone supposed to buy Christmas this year? Does anyone have any ideas of what to do?
We have the shop open, but we have not had one customer since we have opened.. I think I may put some jewely up on my etsy site and on my acyaws.com site and see if I can sell something there… I found my data cable for my phone to get the pictures of the shop off there, but now I can’t find the software to install it…lol…
Ok, Im done rambling, my daughter is standing over my shoulder reading what I am writing, so I will write more later… MUAH
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving..
-Angela 
Our Friend was cremated and today was his memorial. There were so many people there that we had to park up the road and walk down. My mother and I went together, and it was so hard to breath.
We finally made it in the Chapel, and we were able to hug and tell Our friend’s wife and family how sorry we were and believe it or not, I was looking for my brother to hug him and tell him the same, even though I have not forgave or forgotten what he has done. We searched the chapel, and the foyer and he wasn’t anywhere, and that was strange because he was supposed to be in the chapel with everyone else. Finally we went outside and there he was. He was with all the “bad” side of our friend. The trouble maker crack and pill heads. Well I was quickly humiliated in front of everyone when I reached up to hug him and he pushed my arm away really hard and yelled NO…. I could have crawled under a rock. I am not the one that was in the wrong, I did not screw up. So all I could do was stop breathing so I wouldn’t cry in front of everyone and I rand down the steps and believe it or not I ran up the road to where we had parked. I couldn’t breath, I realized that I was still holding my breath. Then I guess all the emotions from the week had finally had enough, I started crying so hard that I had to hold on to my van, so I wouldn’t pass out. I have not felt that in a long time. So I told my mother, even though I wasn’t talking to my brother before, that was it. I was done. I will not speak to him again, until he can grow up and admit to what he has done to everyone and he can apologize to my mother and myself for all he has done.
He is the one that is wrong. Not me.
Ok, I am done…..
-Angela
Today my mother and I were busy with the girls, laughing and cutting up trying to work on the shop and my mother got a phone call. You could quickly feel the change in the mood of the room. All I could hear was “NO!” and she started crying and went to the bathroom. I quickly followed her and she told me that One of the family friends had died. Our Friend was dead at 28 years old. A wife, three kids and he was gone.
Suicide is such a major disease in this country. It needs to be addressed and worked on. When it finally it me what she had said, all I could think of was the feeling I had when my dad killed himself. This is such a shocker. Even though I despise my brother right now, it was his best friend and I hope that he doesn’t do something stupid.
I pray that his wife and his family will be able to deal with this. They are in my prayers.
-Angela
