Am I really going to blog?: Coraline..... & Gratitude Award

Friday, February 6, 2009

Coraline..... & Gratitude Award

is a bizarre & slightly disturbing movie. I won't give anything away here. It is certainly not on my list of recommended movies, especially for Sam's age group. The previews were slightly deceiving, they made it look like a kid's animated movie. In reality, the plot was odd at best & a little scary.

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Thanks to the Whites from New Zealand for this award.

Here are the details of the award:
This award is for those who show GREAT ATTITUDE and/or GRATITUDE! if you are given the award, then put the logo on your blog or post. next, nominate at least 5-10 blogs which show GREAT ATTITUDE and/or GRATITUDE! be sure to link to your nominees within your post. let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog. share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.

And now I nominate:

The Alfriend Family: http://tyleralfriend.blogspot.com/
Lauren/Jude's Mommy: http://cjengo.blogspot.com/
Stephanie W: http://stephanieweathers.blogspot.com/
Trey's Aunt Lissa: http://runningfortrey.blogspot.com/
Our friend Olivia: http://oliviamallett.blogspot.com/

Please visit these blogs - they are all amazing!

2 comments:

Jennifer OrtizFebruary 7, 2009 at 5:09 PM
Thank you for the award you sent. I think you deserve it many times over!
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Gina SampsonFebruary 8, 2009 at 7:14 PM
I saw the Coraline previews and thought I might like it, but NO WAY would Kara be ready for it! :) Sounds like it is an animated show for adults that like cartoons? PG takes in a broad range I guess.
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I HOPE....

I hope you never have to hear the words, 'Your child has cancer.'

I hope you never have to hear, 'The prognosis is not good.'

I hope you never have to prepare to undergo radiation or chemotherapy, have a port surgically inserted into their chest, be connected to IV poles. Look at you with fear in their eyes and say, 'Don't worry Mommy, everything will be okay.'

I hope you never have to hold your child as they vomit green bile.

I hope you never have to feed them ice chips for lunch.

I hope you never have to watch the 'cure' you pray for slowly take away their identity, as they lose their hair, become skeletal, swell up from steroids, develop severe acne, become barely or unable to walk or move, and look at you with hope in their eyes and say,'It's going to be okay, Mommy.'

I hope that you never have to stay in the hospital for weeks, months, or years at a time, where there is no privacy, sleeping on a slab, with your face to the wall, where you cry in muffled silence.

I hope you never have to see a mother, alone, huddled, in a dark hospital corridor...crying quietly, after just being told, 'There is nothing more we can do.'

I hope you never have to watch a family wander aimlessly, minutes after their child's body has been removed.

I hope you never have to use every bit of energy you have left, with all of this going on around you to remain positive, and the feelings of guilt, sorrow, hope and fear, overwhelm you.

I hope you never have to see a child's head bolted to the table as they receive radiation.

I hope you never have to take your child home (grateful but so afraid) in a wheelchair because the chemo and radiation has damaged their muscles, 35 pounds lighter, pale, bald, and scarred. And they look at you with faith in their eyes and say, 'It's going to be okay Mommy.'

I hope you never have to face the few friends that have stuck beside you and hear them say, 'Thank God that is over with,'...because you know it never will be. Your life becomes a whirl of doctors, blood tests and MRI's and you try to get your life back to 'normal'. While living in mind-numbing fear that any one of those tests could result in hearing the dreaded words...'The cancer has returned' or 'The tumor is growing.' And your friends become even fewer.

I hope you never have to experience any of these things... Because...only then...Will you understand...

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