alannah

So, things are at their usual level of choas and mayhem in my world...
The, good, the bad, and the ugly of it all. The fiesta went great with a few minor glitches. My parents made it up for it, which is somewhat unusual. My mom has MS, and was not doing well, and still came. That felt great. My relationship with my parents has really improved greatly over the last few years. ( I think it's just cause I have started to have almost as many gray hairs as them.)

But seriously, they have been very supportive of the decisions I have made with my life, which for the rest of my family puts them in the minority. I think this week for the first time, I truly faced the fact that there is an expiration date on our new-found bliss. My mom is back in the hospital, and not well at all... as some of you already know. She has been incoherent for days now. I did not handle this at all well. (Enter BIG bottle of Irish whiskey and hours of drunken sobbing to my biker bad boy) She was diagnosed with MS about 4 years ago, and I never let the thought enter my mind that she wouldn't beat this the way she has everything else in her life. Until now that is. This is a non-curable degenerative disease... and someday it will take her. This is the first steps I have taken towards acceptance. For the record it sucks.

I am now reminded of a Tim McGraw song... yes I have on occasion heard country music. "I may be a real bad boy, but I can be a real good man" and my bad ass biker is the best!!! He's been right there every step. By nature he is not a very open and emotional kinda guy, but spent five hours back and forth over the phone with me the first night and four hours sitting and talking the next day about how it was when he went through this with his mom. I don't think I have gone more than six hours without hearing from him since mom went into the hospital. He's had my back with whatever I needed. Ironically at was point, that was a shot to my kidney! Beating each other up took my mind off things for a bit. Talk about throwing yourself into the fire to save a friend!! hehehe He never shoulda let me find out he's soft in the belly.

In all seriousness though, it's rare when you can find a person who you have so much in common with that they know just what you need, before you say it. I truly appreciate him. So, big shout out to my bad boy this week!!! He truly is a real good man!

PS: The sex is off the damn charts too!!