Finally back

It's been quite awhile since I have been here. I actually lost the link, but after much searching, I finally found it, thank God. Now that I'm back a lot has gone on since I was last here. I wont be able to tell  you everything but the most important first.
 On March 7, 2012, we lost my only Sister, Anna Holland. She would have been 48 on 3/12/12. We miss her so much. But now she is with our Dad and I know he is taking good care of her.

This is a time of the year that can be hard for people. Dealing with the fact that loved ones are no longer with them. We know the feeling as we will be missing 2 of our family members this year. We have been doing our best to keep trudging through. We have our moments, that is for sure. We know that they would not want us to be miserable, so we try to honor them and do the best we can.

There isnt a day that goes by that I don't think of Dad and Anna. Sometimes I smile and laugh, thinking about the good days. Playing, riding the horses, having our little horse shows with our Breyer horses and barbies, riding the cute mini bikes that Santa Claus brought us and left IN the house. lol Other days I just cry. I wish I could be more in control, but Im not. Perhaps Im weak. I just dont care. If I need to cry, then I'll cry. Many times it comes at the most inoportune times. But I've never one to hold back and if I get choked up then I go with it. I dont bottle stuff up.

I will try to keep on top of this blog more. I suppose now it will be a blog about My Dad and Anna. I think they both deserve a place on here. We sometimes think we cannot take one more tragedy until it happens. When it happens, we deal with it. Noone ever knows what horrible thing is coming their way. If we did, we would never leave our houses. All we can do is deal with it as it happens and hope that we can hold it together. I think we have done better than many would have, given what we have been through. Dad raised me to be strong, never to give up and never to take any shit. I never have and never will. Im glad Dad raised me to be tough. I do believe that this is the only reason I have been able to keep myself together through everything. Mom is very strong too, Im proud of her and know that it has been so hard on her. I'm so proud to be her Daughter. How did I get so lucky?
Well, I'm going to close for now. Hopefully the next blog will not be as sad, but who knows. This is a place for me to get stuff off my chest so if it depresses anyone, I suggest going to youtube and watching some funny videos. lol
Thanks for reading.