“Get Up” (parts of) by Shinedown
“…I know you’re clinging to the light of dayTo tell you everything’s a-okay
A medication don’t do much
Yeah, it just numbs the brain…..….If you were ever in doubt
Don’t sell yourself short, you might be bulletproof
Hard to move mountains when you’re paralyzed
But you gotta try
And I’m calling outGet up, get up
Get a move on…….Everybody wants to sing that song
Some Marvin Gaye, what’s going on?
Ain’t nothing normal when it comes to you and me
I’d rather twist myself in knots than watch you give up on your dreams…..….Get up, get up
Get a move on….Yeah I don’t know why I never talked about it
I guess that’s probably part of the problem
Yeah sometimes you’re wrong, sometimes you’re right
Just gotta keep moving
Yeah, I’m just gonna keep moving
Today, tomorrow, gonna get…
…Get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up“
During all the mayhem of last week (the suicide walk and preparation) I still had to do our 2017 taxes. Yes, I’m a procrastinator. Always have been when it comes to the tax monster. I do them every year in October. Don’t judge me. These were the most difficult taxes to work on yet. 2017. The worst year of our lives. The year we lost our child. The year our world was crushed. The year our child thought he would be better off in another realm instead of here with us. The last year I would put his name on our tax form. 2017 screw you.
I walked into work on Tuesday to see Monday’s Lubbock Avalanche Journal on my counter. Attached to the paper was a sticky note from my sweet client saying “Carrie, you are making a difference got these kids! -Claire”. Made my entire day. Front page feature was an article by Jayme Lazano about the Out of the Darkness Walk. Also on the front page…a picture of a few my kids and I. I knew Jayme was doing the article but didn’t realize she would be putting us on the front page, again. We are so blessed to be able to help spread the word. The more we are able to speak, the louder our voices can be heard. We can #bethevoice.
I posted a few pictures of Zane’s finished monument on Instagram. I love hashtagging, it’s fun. I like to see who it reaches out to. 99% of the time the main likers are my followers but once in a blue moon a random person will can’t change my photo. Well I noticed a certain like. Heidi Shepherd (@heidithebutcher) from The Butcher Babies (rock group). She has 229 million followers and only follows less than 1k accounts. What on Earth is she checking my picture out for? I was intrigued. Then she liked another one a few days later that I posted. I suppose one of my hashtags caught her attention. Maybe it was #suicidesucks.
Sunday was my beautiful niece’s 8 year heaven anniversary. I sat there as I drank coffee with her, Zane and Petey and wondered why the Timmons family is so cursed. My mother-in-law has lost 3 under the age of 19. I call that a curse. I call that God being mad at us for something. Now tell me why my faith shouldn’t be shattered….
#suicideprevention #suicideawareness #afsp