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Sunday, October 24, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Forgiveness?...
At what point do you give forgiveness?
In January of 1992 by brother was killed by a drunk driver. He was 17, graduating in June, enlisted in the service and scheduled for boot camp. He had just dropped off his girlfriend and was on his way home. He stopped at the intersection and as he crossed over, a van going over 50mph hits his passenger side..killing him instantly. To get a better idea of the speed, the van that hit him flipped end over end and broke a tree branch more than 25ft from the ground. The driver walks away with minor injuries while my brother lay dead. No chance to walk away and recover. My brother was laid to rest with a service burial and gun salute. We later find out that the man who was driving was involved in a drug bust and the police had supplied with the money to by the drinks. The police knew he was drunk but only told him to go sleep it off in his van but failed to take his keys away. He felt the bad guys were coming after him and took off, drunk, in his van. Which brings us back to how my brother was killed.
Back then the maximum sentence for intoxicated manslaughter was only 4yrs. So he was sentenced to 4yrs and nothing more. Lets go even further into the irony of this....my brothers name was David....the drivers name....David Hite. How does someone like him live everyday waking up knowing that he killed another human being?
So here's my original question....at what point do you give forgiveness? My mom was able to give forgiveness to this man stating that he helped her and my dad sue the city and the state for their irresponsibility and owned up to his mistake. Also saying that if you do not forgive it will eat you up inside until you do. Even after all these years I have yet to find the forgiveness for him in my heart. He took away something I held so dear....my brother, my hero. I still cry on the anniversary of his death and on his birthday (and just about every other time I think of him) remembering the good times we had and seeing his smile in mind. It never gets easier..in fact my memories of him seem to get dimmer and dimmer...scares me to think that after so many years all I will have left are pictures to remind me.
This poem is always on my mind when I think of my brother David....
In January of 1992 by brother was killed by a drunk driver. He was 17, graduating in June, enlisted in the service and scheduled for boot camp. He had just dropped off his girlfriend and was on his way home. He stopped at the intersection and as he crossed over, a van going over 50mph hits his passenger side..killing him instantly. To get a better idea of the speed, the van that hit him flipped end over end and broke a tree branch more than 25ft from the ground. The driver walks away with minor injuries while my brother lay dead. No chance to walk away and recover. My brother was laid to rest with a service burial and gun salute. We later find out that the man who was driving was involved in a drug bust and the police had supplied with the money to by the drinks. The police knew he was drunk but only told him to go sleep it off in his van but failed to take his keys away. He felt the bad guys were coming after him and took off, drunk, in his van. Which brings us back to how my brother was killed.
Back then the maximum sentence for intoxicated manslaughter was only 4yrs. So he was sentenced to 4yrs and nothing more. Lets go even further into the irony of this....my brothers name was David....the drivers name....David Hite. How does someone like him live everyday waking up knowing that he killed another human being?
So here's my original question....at what point do you give forgiveness? My mom was able to give forgiveness to this man stating that he helped her and my dad sue the city and the state for their irresponsibility and owned up to his mistake. Also saying that if you do not forgive it will eat you up inside until you do. Even after all these years I have yet to find the forgiveness for him in my heart. He took away something I held so dear....my brother, my hero. I still cry on the anniversary of his death and on his birthday (and just about every other time I think of him) remembering the good times we had and seeing his smile in mind. It never gets easier..in fact my memories of him seem to get dimmer and dimmer...scares me to think that after so many years all I will have left are pictures to remind me.
This poem is always on my mind when I think of my brother David....
Little Girl Lost
by Tiffany D Goodwin
February 27, 1989
There once was a little girl
Who began to weep
From having a nightmare
She cried herself to sleep
She dreamed of her brother
Not so long ago
He was loved very much
She cried, in a tone, so low
Her eyes held back tears
For she had to be strong
She knew this ordeal
Would take much too long
She was thinking to herself
My heart is like an open door
Heartbreak comes in
Oh, I want no more
She'll always remember him
And the things that he has done
For, to her, his love
Is as broght as the sun
He is now with God
An eternal friend
A walk with the Lord
Will never end
Sunday, October 3, 2010
My follow up...
was a complete waste...just in my opinion. I know the drill I needed to go for peace of mind but I already had that after a few days of being back to myself. I took my meds for all of 3 days instead of the 15days, but I to. I wasn't myself. I was falling asleep at work, my balance was off, and it felt like the one wrong step and my balance would pull me to the floor. So I stopped. The doctor reviewed my CT scan, did some reflex tests, checked my eyes, and asked me what happened. I gave her my story and she concluded the same thing I was already thinking....it was a isolated seizure. I agreed to come back should I black out or have another seizure.
So there you have it...I'm healthy.
So there you have it...I'm healthy.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
I didnt forget.....
Its been a busy 2 weeks since Labor Day and let me tell you...I'm beat!
Lets start with the run around of trying to get health assistance for my follow up with a neurologist. I would ask why is it that you have to be extremely poor (as in $500/mo for a family of 4) or homeless to get the help...or that you have to stand in line at the county hospital just to get one office visit? It would be stupid to ask knowing the governments policy on health assistance. When I was pregnant with both my boys I felt fortunate to get Medicaid for myself and them but I was working...I was TRYING. Then when I go in for my "re-evaluation" of benefits, I see women and children in the office with name brand clothing, gold jewelry out the ying yang, and designer purses or shoes. I think to myself...here i am struggling every day to make ends meet and here they are living the life because they are welfare....*sigh* ok I'm off my box of complaining...it would be a LONG debate if I kept going...lol. On the flip side I was able to gather up the money just for the first office visit and now have an appointment next week. So we'll see how it goes.
This week has been really busy with work, we just started the conversion of accounts to our company and have been working none stop and getting OT to boot, hopefully it doesn't wear me out and result in another health scare. Along with my appointment next week I have another interview with an awesome company and I have to say I am nervous! Its not the interview itself, but the fact I am interviewing with not just one person face to face...but 2! Never done that before so its a little nerve racking.
So there's my catch up for the last 2 weeks! whew! Nite all!!
Lets start with the run around of trying to get health assistance for my follow up with a neurologist. I would ask why is it that you have to be extremely poor (as in $500/mo for a family of 4) or homeless to get the help...or that you have to stand in line at the county hospital just to get one office visit? It would be stupid to ask knowing the governments policy on health assistance. When I was pregnant with both my boys I felt fortunate to get Medicaid for myself and them but I was working...I was TRYING. Then when I go in for my "re-evaluation" of benefits, I see women and children in the office with name brand clothing, gold jewelry out the ying yang, and designer purses or shoes. I think to myself...here i am struggling every day to make ends meet and here they are living the life because they are welfare....*sigh* ok I'm off my box of complaining...it would be a LONG debate if I kept going...lol. On the flip side I was able to gather up the money just for the first office visit and now have an appointment next week. So we'll see how it goes.
This week has been really busy with work, we just started the conversion of accounts to our company and have been working none stop and getting OT to boot, hopefully it doesn't wear me out and result in another health scare. Along with my appointment next week I have another interview with an awesome company and I have to say I am nervous! Its not the interview itself, but the fact I am interviewing with not just one person face to face...but 2! Never done that before so its a little nerve racking.
So there's my catch up for the last 2 weeks! whew! Nite all!!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Happy Labor Day!
I hope everyone had a great weekend, for us it was busy as usual and this next is about to be even busier with my youngest son playing his very first game of football. Very exciting time!
Started the weekend off with some great garage sales in the old part of town. I'm always amazed by the originality of the construction. There were bungalows mixed in with craftmans all the way to big beautiful homes you would see on a Georgia plantation. Just beautiful. We drove the neighbor going from sale to sale and every house had its own unique style that none of them looked the same. Now a days most homes are cookie cutter with no originality, so Saturday was definitely a treat for me. Not to mention I got some really great deals. I bought new dining room chairs (new to us), metal vase, beautiful red overnight bag (you'll find out I have an obsession with red and back), my son a scooter all for the low low price of $20! I was very happy!
Any who the rest of the weekend was filled with our house party, a BBQ at a friends to celebrate their recent wedding and then today full of relaxation!
Tomorrow is a new day and new week, so I hope everyone had a great weekend and stayed safe!
Started the weekend off with some great garage sales in the old part of town. I'm always amazed by the originality of the construction. There were bungalows mixed in with craftmans all the way to big beautiful homes you would see on a Georgia plantation. Just beautiful. We drove the neighbor going from sale to sale and every house had its own unique style that none of them looked the same. Now a days most homes are cookie cutter with no originality, so Saturday was definitely a treat for me. Not to mention I got some really great deals. I bought new dining room chairs (new to us), metal vase, beautiful red overnight bag (you'll find out I have an obsession with red and back), my son a scooter all for the low low price of $20! I was very happy!
Any who the rest of the weekend was filled with our house party, a BBQ at a friends to celebrate their recent wedding and then today full of relaxation!
Tomorrow is a new day and new week, so I hope everyone had a great weekend and stayed safe!
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