Several years ago, after life went to heck in a handbasket, Ken and I made some decisions about trying to give back. After all, I had been given the gift of life - a kidney transplant, and Ken had survived major brain damage caused by his attempt to commit suicide (had been declared brain dead, woke up in end of life care). Ken began working (volunteering) at First Street Mission and assisting anyone who needed help; I volunteered to teach computer skills classes to at-risk women trying to develop marketable skills. We also began having tough, tough family issues and had no idea how to resolve them. But we decided that no matter how tough it got that we would do our very best to continue to do the right things to the best of our ability no matter how bad it got. It's been a true test.
After talking about it last night and today, we know that the right thing for us to do is to be absolutely sure that the gifts we have for the kids and grandkids get to them. These are our children...forever and always. And we love every one of them. And no matter what the situation is, we are going to do our best to do the right thing - whether its birthday and Christmas gifts, or help when its needed. Ken delivered the things for his son's family to his dad's house so that they could be picked up. And we are going to take everything possible out of both our cars and try to load all the packages for the rest of them into the two vehicles and take them to the kids. Hopefully we'll be allowed to drop them off. For us it's the only right thing to do. We don't want to fight; we don't want to upset anyone or be the cause of any strife. And we are sorry if we have caused anyone one moment of stress. We certainly didn't mean to.
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