Just a note ...

to update you all on the happenings in my life ...

This past weekend we lost my uncle (mom's brother). He was like a dad to us when mom and dad split, so all of us are taking it very hard, especially mom and grandma.

He lost his wife about 4 years ago and now it was his turn to go. It was so sudden, despite the fact that he was in hospital, but that was due to the fact that his leg was amputated on Thursday. He was still doing well on Friday when we went to visit him and he looked so handsome and at peace and he still made us laugh at his jokes and funny comments. He passed away on Saturday and it was horrible seeing my mom crying so much, that she couldn't even speak or breath properly.

Randall, is the best! He is so caring and so supportive during our time of grief. He is so concerned about mom and even took us out for the day on Sunday to take our minds off things.

We finally tiled the 2 bedrooms on Saturday, so it just our bedroom that needs to be tiled and then we have to paint and then we move to the bathroom. This DIY project of ours is so much fun and Varney is enjoying it himself.

He is also doing so much better and he was also in tears, but I think it was mainly because he saw my mom cry so much.

This coming weekend is the funeral, so I will most probably update after the funeral.

To all the special OPM angels:

THANKS FOR THE KIND WORDS AND PRAYERS. IT IS HIGHLY APPRECIATED.

Lots of love
Kim
xoxoxo

Your Mother

Letter to my son

Dear Devandre

I am sitting here thinking about you. About the way you laugh when we play, about the way you get so mad when I tease you, about the way you look at me when you sick and the way you admire me for being your mother. About how you always grab Daddy from behind to give him a big hug or the way you always sneak up to tickle me or Daddy.

These are all thoughts that brings tears of joy and a smile to my face. You are a remarkable young boy and as I stare at your picture on my desk next to my PC, I am overwhelmed by how strong you are.

You have been through alot at a mere age of 8. Keeping me on my toes and taking your temperature every 10 minutes when you sick. Feeling sick myself and not being able to concentrate on anything. You've been in and out of hospital since your birth and still you rise. From the sickness, from the pain ... to glory and to fame.

You are my little man and for you I would do anything and everything in my power. You have brought so much joy to my life and you have made Daddy mature into the fine man that he is today. (Though he might not have noticed or might have, but didn't know what to say.)

Its a joy and a privilege having you in my life through the sickness and the health and I will not trade it for anything in the world.

Sometimes you can make me so mad at other times sad, but then I think of what a miracle you are and I am filled with peace and love.

I will always love you and you will always be my little man.

All my love
Mom

Update: Varney

Thanks Wendy for your kind words ...

Rushed home yesterday and took him to the doctor. Doc had him on oxygen for 1/2 hour and increased his dosage of the Asthavent and Beclate.

He also has flu, which triggered the asthma attack. He is booked off from school for the rest of the week. Still had a fever when we got home last night, but he feels much better today.

Doc gave him flu meds and an antibiotic.

I hate it when he is sick. Makes me feel sick as well.

My darling son, I hope you feel better soon, you are such a strong little guy.

Thanx mom, for always being there when Varney is sick, if it wasn't for you I think I would have been insane by now.

Well, that's the update.

P.S: readers please keep him in your prayers.