Dear Robin

Dear Mr. Williams, scratch that I feel like you are family.

Dear Robin,

I just want you to know how much you will be missed. I know you thought you needed to go, but so many hearts are broken.

You see every time I watch you in ‘Birdcage’ I feel like I’m watching my Uncle Dan and seeing you in this role always made me feel like he was with me.

And every time I see a rerun of ‘Mork and Mindy’ I’m reminded of how free I felt as a kid who could laugh out loud because that was the part of my childhood that was the most freeing. My mom had just kicked my abusive father out, and her and I were not being mistreated or controlled anymore.

Your Comic Relief shows with Whoopi and Billy were part of my early years as an adult, and I loved seeing and being validated with knowing others, like you, thought the same way so many of us young adults did with topics no one wanted to address.

Your role in ‘Dead Poets Society’ made me a better educator and a new found love for passion and poetry. You made us laugh; shake our heads, and even cry.

You brought my family together to see you in more movies than I can count. We actually had family outings to see your new releases from ‘Good Morning Vietnam’ to ‘Hook’ and of course ‘Mrs. Doubtfire’.  We loved you. We love you.

Yesterday when I heard the news I was completely devastated because losing you was losing more family.  Losing you was losing laughter and a sliver of hope. You reached everyone in my family from my grandmother to the youngest. I’m sorry you were hurting so badly on the inside that no one could help.  It’s dark there. I know.  

I have kept from posting along with my friends on social media, because there are no words. I do not know what to say but we love you, thank you for the laughter, for the family memories, and for being brave as long as you were. 

Lisa 

Angels

Angels do not wear just white, in fact the ones I know seldom wear white.
They do not have a soft light that glows around them to flatter their wrinkles or freckles.
Angels love when they make time for manicures and pedicures.
They do not have long flowing hair that moves in perfect flow.

Angels look tired.
They can wear house gowns with stains on them.
Angels have roots and their hair seldom looks like it should.
They wear comfortable clothes and love to get dressed up to receive compliments, because sometimes they feel forgotten.

Angels can be bald.
They can also be over weight.
Angels find strength to keep nurturing, caring, moving, cleaning, and going.
They even come across grumpy because they don't dare think about just giving up or in to the negative thoughts. They have them, but they don't give in to them.

Angels laugh when they can, and sleep when they can too.
They try to understand you and forgive you even when you break their heart.
Angels never stop believing in you even if they ask you a lot of questions.
They smile when they don't feel like it and they cry when they least expect it.

Angels fly off the handle but rarely do they fly alone.
They glow when they see you happy and safe.
Angels, they really do exist.
They are all around, just look over your shoulder.

Thanksgiving In July

Recently it has been popular to challenge your Facebook friends to a 'Thankful Assignment', which includes listing 3 things you are thankful for each day, for a week. I decided to post mine as a blog now that I have completed the challenge.

Day 1: 
July 28th 

1. I'm thankful that I'm not the same woman I was last July...I'm thankful for her too but her chapters are complete. 

2. I'm thankful I think more with my heart than my head...it makes for a more interesting life story. 


3. I'm thankful for my family & friends who chose to walk away from me when I was diagnosed...it makes for a lot less drama and room for more authentic people.

        Day 2: 
July 29th 

        1. I am thankful for the feeling of rain on my face. 


 2. I am thankful for chubby babies & dogs...If loving you is wrong then yadda, yadda, yadda. 


 3. I'm thankful my butt is already big and should I ever become famous I will not be accused of having implants. 





        Day 3: 
July 30th 

        1. I am SO thankful I can't relate to people when I hear them say they need to act their age. Ewwww...


 2. I'm thankful for Dean Martin's 'Volare.' It's a favorite pick me up.

 
3. I'm thankful that I'm that woman who sings and dances in her kitchen while cooking. 









        Day 4: July 31st 

       
1. I'm thankful for my eyelashes and eyebrows. 


       2. I'm thankful for my God Momma/Aunt Linda who still calls me Lil Lisa.   God bless her. 


       3. I'm thankful for Vincent Van Gogh's Starry Night. 

























 Day 5: 
August 1st 

1. I am thankful that every day (Mon-Fri) that I have written these thankful posts it has been from the waiting room (right before I go in) for my radiation treatment. It has calmed me and kept me focused on what really matters. 

2. I'm thankful for the people in my life...I love how their paths lead me to my better path. 


3. I'm thankful for my story...it's a funny one.