ali2
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More children more electricity.
Says the man who has never been pregnant
Mine almost killed me...I think I will pay the electric co
Half of Me:The Story of Fat Girl Slim
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Says the man who has never been pregnant
Mine almost killed me...I think I will pay the electric co
ali2
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Mine are trying to kill me slowly.
As is mine, she just figured she would get a head start right from the womb...
ali2
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So I had a very good night tonight...it has nothing to do with weight loss but since this is my diary and those of you who read it may wonder what else there is to me, here is a little snippet for you.
On July 15, 2004 my Uncle Bill died suddenly from a massive heart attack at the age of 57. He is my father's oldest brother and my godfather. He was a teacher at a high school about 40 minutes at my house and had taught there for 30 years.
When he died, my OB had decided that the farce that was my pregancy had gone on long enough and that I needed to be induced, immediately. As in the day after he died. I told my dr that I would not make my father have to decide between his brother's funeral and the birth of his first grandchild. They relented and allowed me to hold off until Tuesday, the day after the funeral. Abby was born on July 22, 2004, exactly a week after my uncle died.
After, people had given money at the funeral and my family decided to start a scholarship fund for the students at his high school. For the past four years, we have given two 500 scholarships to two students. The only condition was that they are not given to the brightest students, but to students who really could use the assistance.
My family is being kinda weird about the whole thing, my dad is one of 7, out of the five surviving siblings, four of them just pretend that my uncle went away on a long vacation. I know that people cope with death differently, but it is very strange to me. Anyway, the point is that those four will not contribute to the scholarship fund (despite having the ability to do so) and want nothing to do with the scholarship presentation as well. The fund will run out of money in the next three years so myself, my dad and one of my aunts will be funding it.
Which brings me to tonight. My aunt did the presentation last year and my dad the year before so he asked me if I wanted to do it this year. I went there and made a short speech about my uncle and how he would have felt about the presentation. There were two recipients, one guy and one girl. The girl, when I called her name stood up and yelped (the kids don't know they won until you call their name) and her family started cheering. She comes up on stage and I give her the envelope. I go to shake her hand and she says to me with the biggest smail on her face, I just need to give you a hug!
She was just estatic. I stuck around for another half and hour and then I went to make my exit. As I was opening the auditorium door a woman comes running up to me and stops me. She says, I'm Gabrielle's mom and I just wanted to thank you so much for what you have done. You have no idea what this means to us. You have done such a good thing, this is just the biggest help. She then wraps me in a hug, just like her daughter did, her eyes full of tears.
I was just completely blown away by their reaction. It was so gratifying to see their reaction and how appreciative they were. I walked out of there with tears in my eyes, just so happy at what I had just experienced.
My uncle would have been really happy with that. I know it for a fact.
Thanks for listening, I just wanted to share that with everyone.
On July 15, 2004 my Uncle Bill died suddenly from a massive heart attack at the age of 57. He is my father's oldest brother and my godfather. He was a teacher at a high school about 40 minutes at my house and had taught there for 30 years.
When he died, my OB had decided that the farce that was my pregancy had gone on long enough and that I needed to be induced, immediately. As in the day after he died. I told my dr that I would not make my father have to decide between his brother's funeral and the birth of his first grandchild. They relented and allowed me to hold off until Tuesday, the day after the funeral. Abby was born on July 22, 2004, exactly a week after my uncle died.
After, people had given money at the funeral and my family decided to start a scholarship fund for the students at his high school. For the past four years, we have given two 500 scholarships to two students. The only condition was that they are not given to the brightest students, but to students who really could use the assistance.
My family is being kinda weird about the whole thing, my dad is one of 7, out of the five surviving siblings, four of them just pretend that my uncle went away on a long vacation. I know that people cope with death differently, but it is very strange to me. Anyway, the point is that those four will not contribute to the scholarship fund (despite having the ability to do so) and want nothing to do with the scholarship presentation as well. The fund will run out of money in the next three years so myself, my dad and one of my aunts will be funding it.
Which brings me to tonight. My aunt did the presentation last year and my dad the year before so he asked me if I wanted to do it this year. I went there and made a short speech about my uncle and how he would have felt about the presentation. There were two recipients, one guy and one girl. The girl, when I called her name stood up and yelped (the kids don't know they won until you call their name) and her family started cheering. She comes up on stage and I give her the envelope. I go to shake her hand and she says to me with the biggest smail on her face, I just need to give you a hug!
She was just estatic. I stuck around for another half and hour and then I went to make my exit. As I was opening the auditorium door a woman comes running up to me and stops me. She says, I'm Gabrielle's mom and I just wanted to thank you so much for what you have done. You have no idea what this means to us. You have done such a good thing, this is just the biggest help. She then wraps me in a hug, just like her daughter did, her eyes full of tears.
I was just completely blown away by their reaction. It was so gratifying to see their reaction and how appreciative they were. I walked out of there with tears in my eyes, just so happy at what I had just experienced.
My uncle would have been really happy with that. I know it for a fact.
Thanks for listening, I just wanted to share that with everyone.
ali2
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Thanks Trops, when I first thought about the amount, my initial reaction was that $500 wasn't much but it is. If someone had given me that at any point during my education, I would have been grateful. Money helps in any amount. I get the sense that it made a huge difference to that girl and her family and I was so happy to have been a part of it. My uncle was a wonderful man, I am honored to help carry on his spirit.
ali2
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Hey, you have court in the morning. Get to sleep, young lady!
I know, I know...guess I can't whine about being tired in the morning...
ali2
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Amen to that!
Coffeebro
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Trops
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Yes, I know Im great.... Oh you said coffee not Coffeebro. sorry.
God invented the Coffeebro for another reason. Don't know what just yet, but I'm sure it has something to do with staying up at night. just a guess.
about2loseit
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An overly exaggerated version of the classic "blah blah blah."
Ali, this is a really cool story. Very touching.
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about2loseit
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After saying it to myself I now get that.
Good morning Angela.
No worries - I do it to Mike when the occasion warrants it as well.
Good morning, Brian.
ali2
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Must...resist...urge...to...drive...bus...through...this....
Trops
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And the Lord looked at what he created and saw that it was good.