Neno

Oh, yes. I am what I am and nothing is going to chance that. This is what conclusion I have came to. I have not posted in this blog since the 30th of Oct. It is now the 21st of Dec. ........typical Brad guys, typical Brad. It seems like I go in waves of commintment in my life. I get up early and have my house in tip top shape for a bit and then I sleep late and leave dirty plates and dishes all throughout my house with dirty clothes on them. Its a rotation of my life that is beginning to disturbe and irratie me greatly. I want commentment and consisitance in my life.

Enough about my bitching and moaning. This week my dear sweet Neno has died. She was a great woman in my life that was always there. A comfort that you knew would never be going anywhere. Unless of course you pass away. She had morals that I now look and admire greatly. She was in a way "hip" but old fashioned. You could talk to her and she would not judge or blame. She would most likely give you a dose of honestly though. What she thought you should do and what you shouldn't do. But she never shut you out. No matter who you where. Hard work and saving money she was great at. To the last penny and to the last piece of bread, she would save, save, save. Her home was in perfect "Southern Living" order, and she would make sure you keep it that way. If you came by for a bit to eat (spaghetti), or just wanted to say hello, she would put you to work. That may have been a sneaky thing for her to do or maybe she was taking advantage of you, but that was ok. That was ok because she was Neno and she was loved. Love poured out of her and she would always be there when you needed her. If it was for a small talk or something more, she would be waiting. A great woman I will never forget as long as I live. Even to the last days, when she was always out of breath and had to sit down or do a breathing treatment, she would cook, clean, watch Landan! But when she went down hill that one day when she called mom at 12:30AM saying she could not breath, you knew this was it. She is with Whit I pray and hope. Her loving husband. That's all I'm going to think about. Her loving memories and her in a better place, not suffering, breathing deeply and looking down on us. Love you always Neno. You are missed in this heart.