When Precious Memories Are Taken Away From You

I have become overwhelmed with the people I love or have loved and they love me,but I hate that I do not remember them and embarrassed to say anything. 


I still know that I have feelings, but there are people, who are very important to me and I can't even remember how I am connected to them. I am on the care home computer using the internet to  trace memories of my life with my husband. 


I am in respite and looking for a home with my husband, but want it close to my 'sister' Mel, who is very important to me, and  I love so much-I love my husband, as a wife should love  her husband. However, Mel is a 'sister',as if, she was my own flesh and blood. My memories of her are like a collage of  photos blended together of where we have been there and saved  each other from very bad situations. I know if I were to lose her that it  would be like losing a member of my own familyhttp://www.flickr.com/photos/46328409@N02/6764222019/in/photostream. Here she is with Dolly prior  to  her death. She kept Dolly alive-I do not know how she did it, but she kept her alive for me till I got there to take her in arms and hold onto her, until she left this world to go to the next. Mel shared a special moment with Brian and I , which makes her very special to us, and  I would be lost without her. She can't imagine how much she means to the both of us. She means the world to the both of us, and  I have asked Dad to write to her, as she is the keeper of the remnants of our lives and without her-the loss of the rest of my memories. 


She literally is trusted with our lives and my life in particular with memories that are in tatters, and the internet, her and Brian and are the only things, along with the journals  that I write that keep my memories alive. 


Brian, my husband and Naomi, one of the carers have told me that I have memory lapses. In other words, some memories just do not stick too long without me writing them down. I remember things that I enjoy. However, besides my flesh and blood family and my daughter, Alicia-Mel is just about the only person,alongside Brian that is solid and is fresh in my mind. 


This blogger is dedicated to Miss Melanie Jayne Smith. A Sister in every sense of the world and the keeper of the threads of my  life that was not destroyed or stolen. Somebody, who is near and dear to my heart, and love eternally. 


This blog will be dedicated to Mel and my husband. All entries in WHEN THINGS GO BAD...to them.

TRUST THE LORD

   Last year was full of tragedy and it started when my neighbour told my husband that she intended to get us out at any cost and she did not care what happened to us. I have suffered with spastic paraplegia, bladder retention, CKD 3 and there is debate about the Leaukemia. However, I have Lepidermitosclerosis. The latter means that my legs swell up, go hard, red, scaly, and painful. I am at high risk of DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis). The latter was diagnosed only recently.


  My neighbour claimed that I was feigning my illness. My neighbour managed to get us in court on hearsay and there were no facts presented in the case. My husband and I were forced to plead guilty, by our so called legal person, and if we did not do, as was instructed-we were going to lose our home anyway; basically, a no  win situation. We were not only being harassed by my  neighbour constantly, which nobody cared to listen and not only were we treated vehemently by the ABATE team of Norwich City Council-the barrister of Norwich City Council could have been  Faust. He controlled the trial and no matter if we told the truth, it would be a lie. This is what he made clear to us in court and the final edge was when he called the Bible a lie. 


  I must have hit mental melt-down, as I passed out in court. The clanger was when the barrister said that he had it from a reliable source that somebody had been sleeping in our  cooker and washing machine. I KID YOU NOT...! 


  After I took an overdose, Stonham was called in-they took it to another judge. Unfortunately, a district and not a circuit judge. According to Judge Sparrow (no relation)-it should not have gotten into court, as the plaintiffs reports were so inconsistent with the fact and that no time was our health considered.


  November 11, 2011 was the turning point in our lives. We found ourselves in a motel, until February 28th of this year being 2012. My husband and I was together, as husband and wife, until I got ill and am now in a residential care home being well looked after...but forever, worrying about my husband. However, I have faith that we will be together again one day. 


  This blog is going to be a journal of our lives from the start of this blog, until we are rehoused and I have my own computer and get back online again. I pray day and night for my husband and I are reunited again.  I am lucky to be in a place, where I can be looked after and get my medicines regularly, but it would be wonderful, if my husband were with me. I may still need nursing care, when we are rehoused, but I won't complain. My husband is a good primary carer, but he is two years off of being 60 and is going to soon have care needs of his home. He is living rough  and it does worry me, but he lives by faith and tries to read his bible without his reading glasses. Our love for one another is stronger than ever, but being apart is hard in that we miss praying together and being in each others' arms. 


  At the end of the day; my neighbour may have destroyed our home, but our love for one another is stronger than ever and although we are apart physically,we are together spiritually.  TRUE LOVE CAN CONQUER ANY TRIALS THAT IT FACES and our love is as 'true' as it can get. 


  I appreciate the care home allowing me use of the computer to blog this journal and I hope that this blog will be evidence of the LOVE OF CHRIST AND OUR HEAVENLY FATHER and how our love for them and each other will bring us through  this ordeal. 


  I will continue writing a little bit each day and I hope that those whose lives are in turmoil will see that they are not alone and that life may be hard and cruel, but with faith-even a little bit, life will not be cruel for long, and that we can overcome the odds. I have faith that the Lord is looking after my husband.  I have to have faith that he is looking after my husband, as he is physically on his own; except, with some help from another source, but that he is protected. 


 What we lose in this life; we gain in the after-life. There are many worlds that we can inhabit after this one, but we have to live by faith and love one another in this one as my dad says about the Bible. [B.I.B.L.E.-Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth]