- Lost Her Stitches

2019 Temperature Blanket

I have been wanting to do another hexagon blanket with shades of pinks, blues, greens, purples and yellows. So, why not make it a temperature blanket, too?

Where I live we see all the temperatures on the thermometer, so I wanted to use both the low and high. Should make it extra colorful! I couldn’t find a hexagon pattern that would work, so I came up with my own.

Here is my temperature and color chart:

Orange 100+
Keylime 95-99
Grape 90-94
Peacock 85-89
Hot Rose 80-84
Turquoise 75-79
Hot Orchid 70-74
Mid Green 65-69
Periwinkle 60-64
Pink Grapefruit 55-59
Medium Blue 50-54
Duckie 45-49
Lilac 40-44
Soft Blue 35-39
Pink 30-34
Iced Violet 25-29
Frosty Green 20-24
Soft Pink 15-19
Minty 10-14
Buttercup 5-9
Arctic Ice 0-4
Lemon Ice Below 0
Joining color is Gray Mist.


It is all Hobby Lobby’s I love this yarn, except Duckie, Pink Grapefruit and Soft Pink are Vanna’s Choice; Minty and Lilac are Red Heart With Love; and Frosty Green is Red Heart Super Saver.

I have at least one skein to start with of each temperature color. Based on my guesstimations I need 7 skeins of gray mist for all the joining, it is the final round of the hexagon.

**Here is my progress! I will continue to update photos!

First two months
This is towards the end of May, the warmer temperatures were slowly making an appearance!
Through June 22, I’m loving all these bright colors! It surprises my how I’ll get bunches of the same color with the rows staggered like they are. I also started filling in the top with gray half hexagons for a straight edge.

And here is my hexagon pattern.

Special Stitches:

2dc cluster–yarn over hook, work first part of stitch leaving 2 loops on your hook, repeat one more time until three loops on hook, yarn over and draw through all three loops on the hook.

3dc cluster–yarn over hook, work first part of stitch leaving 2 loops on your hook, repeat two more times until four loops on hook, yarn over and draw through all four loops on the hook.

Using an I hook
ch 4, ss to form ring.
Row 1: Using color for low temperature, ch 4 (counts as dc and ch 1), *1dc, ch1* into ring 11 times for a total of 12 dc, 12 chains, ss to close or finish off however you choose, weave in end–you won’t want to do it all later!
Row 2: Using color for high temperature, join in chain space and ch 2 and 2dc cluster, ch 1 in same space, *3dc cluster, ch1* in each chain space around for a total of 12 clusters.
Row 3: Using joining color, join in chain space and ch 3 (counts as dc), 1dc in same space, *2dc, ch2, 2dc in next chain space; 2dc in next chain space* around for as many sides as you need until joining. Some joins will be only one side, some will be up to three sides. You will join at the corners, so start the corner, 2dc, and ch 1.
For the join:
You’ll want to make sure you are joining in the right spot on your blanket–I’ve messed up before. It’s not a bad idea to use a stitch marker on the last one you put on and move it each join.
Pull up the loop on your hook, remove hook and insert into the corner of your first join, pick up loop from working hexagon and ch 1.

Then continue the corner with 2dc on the working hexagon. Pull up loop again and pull hook out, insert hook into space between the next 2dc on blanket hexagon, pick up loop from working hexagon and ch1, continue 2dc in next space of working hexagon.

When reaching a corner with two blanket hexagons, put hook in first hexagon corner and ch1, put hook in next hexagon corner and ch1, continue with 2dc in working hexagon.

You are joining in between all of the 2dc sections and at the corners in the same way. Continue around until all sides are joined. Finish off and weave in your ends–again, don’t wait, you’ll hate yourself for it!

Here is my worksheet that I print to write in the daily temperatures and color for each hexagon. And here is my hexagon worksheet for the order I put them, ignore my extra black line.

Feel free to use this pattern to sell your own creations, please do not redistribute in any way. Please link back to me if used.

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook
Facebook
Pinterest
Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

Temperature Blanket-updated!

This post contains compensated affiliate links which help support the work on this blog.

Check out this year’s blanket 2019 Temperature Blanket

***Update!!  I finally took pictures of the finished blanket!  It ended up being very close to the 50″ x 60″ I had planned on, even with my changes to how many days per row.  In the end I did have one per row, so easily could have done two per row for the entire blanket.  You can’t tell though and my daughter loves it!

I loved not weaving in the ends and having built-in fringe as I worked, so easy!!

Looks great folded at the foot of the bed, too!

I love, love, love the idea of adding some meaning into crochet projects, so the whole idea of a temperature blanket is perfect!   I also get bored easily, so I like the variety in it.  My youngest daughter wanted a blanket, so I chose to use the daily high temperatures from her first year.  She was born in May, so I went to weatherunderground.com, searched my city and date and started documenting the temps.  You can view it one month at a time to make it easier.  I also put it into a spreadsheet, so I could plug in the colors and print it on one page.

Once I had all 366 temperatures, I could see what the highest and lowest temperatures were, 95 and 13.  I knew she wanted it colorful, so I went with a rainbow, so we could easily remember the color scale.  I love others I have seen with various colors that are mixed up, too.  I plan to make one of those in the future!

I had fifteen colors (already in my stash) I wanted to use, so I set my scale up like this:

91-95 RHSS Perfect pink
86-90 DNE Really red
81-85 DNE Bittersweet (orange)
76-80 RHSS Pumpkin (orange)
71-75 VC Soft Pink (peach)
66-70 DNE Baby yellow
61-65 RHSS Bright yellow
56-60 DNE Kiwi
51-55 DNE Shamrock
46-50 DNE Azure
41-45 VC Sapphire
36-40 DNE Royal blue
31-35 DNE Baby blue
23-30 DNE Orchid (light purple)
13-22 RHSS Lavender

RHSS-Red Heart Super Saver; DNE-Deborah Norville Everyday;VC-Vanna’s Choice

Next was deciding what stitch or pattern I would follow for the blanket.  I searched temperature blankets on Pinterest and Ravelry and there were so many great options to choose from!   I fell in love with the Apache Tears pattern.  I love how it looks best with multiple color changes and that it looks like broken stripes, very interesting to look at.

I wanted this blanket to be a good size to grow with her, so I swatched a few stitches to get my gauge (4 stitches per inch and 4 rows per inch) and decided how wide to make it.  **I also want to note that I used a J hook for the Deborah Norville yarn and an I hook for the Red Heart and Vanna’s.  I have 366 days, with a gauge of 4 rows per inch, that would make it  91.5″ long!   WHOA!  I didn’t need it that big!  So I started with three days per row, no idea why. Oops.  I wanted it around 50″x60″ so I actually should have started with two per row making it close to 46″ long and 240 stitches for 60″ width.  I had to switch to two days per row, but then that was going to be too short too, so about halfway through, I switched to one day per row.  You can’t really tell because of the pattern I chose, but  be sure to check your math if you choose a pattern that will show.  This just gave her more purple in hers, which she won’t mind at all!

You can customize the pattern, so I chose to use an 11 stitch repeat, with 10 sc in between the dcs for the pattern.  Since the dc moves over each row, it didn’t matter that my stitch count match the repeat, meaning I didn’t have to have it at 244 or multiple of 11. So my first row was just a foundation single crochet, so much easier than chaining and crocheting into each chain.  Leave the tail in the beginning and the end!!  This will give you built-in fringe and eliminates all the weaving in.  From here, just follow your colors and the pattern.  Another note, I skipped the dc in the first and last stitches, just single crochet instead, I didn’t care for the disconnect it created because you drop down a row for them.  You can do it however you prefer.

Progress after several rows in:

And some more progress, I put it down for a while and then picked it back up again.

And even the back side looks good!

I ran out of the light purple, so I had to stop for now, but I will post more when finished!

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

Official Elf Report!

We have an elf.  Her name is Snowflake.  My youngest is seven and loves her elf.  She cried when she hadn’t come back, but knew her friends’ elves had already.  I usually set up my game plan for the whole month, and then pick from my list.  This year hasn’t gone as planned.  My daughter absolutely refuses to clean her room.  She complains “it’s boring” and “it’s too much!”  So, Snowflake has sat in the corner of the shelf with her back out for THREE DAYS!  And my little booger still hasn’t cleaned her room.  I will be sitting in her room forcing it to happen today when she gets home from school.

But, this morning, she didn’t notice that Snowflake had moved.

She is perched in the Christmas tree with a warning note from here.  I used PicMonkey to personalize it.

 

While I was at it, I went ahead and created an Official Elf Report similar to the one on the aforementioned post.  I’ll use whatever it takes to keep my little booger in line!  I thought it was pretty cute to have one for her to grade our elf, too!

Just click on each image and save!

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

Simple Chevron Throw

This post contains compensated affiliate links which help support the work on this blog.

It doesn’t feel like it, but fall is upon us and that also brings knitting and crochet season!  Cozying up with a throw and a cup of coffee while binge watching your favorite show!  Ahh, sounds perfect!

 

I needed a wedding gift and had been wanting to try some of the new self striping cake yarns, so began my hunt for the yarn.  The bride likes burgundy, so that’s what I was looking for.  Premier Sweet Roll in Cherry Swirl looked perfect, and Premier had this pattern for me to use.

As I looked at the pattern, I realized that I like throws to be longer than 45″ x 40.”  So I decided to tweak it a bit.  Instead of making three panels, I would make two panels.  I had six skeins of yarn, so I could use approximately three skeins for each panel, getting it closer to 50″ in length.  So, I used a larger needle, size 10 1/2, and I kept adding stitches until I had 93 on the needles, approximately 18″ and then started with the straight sides and kept going until it was the length I wanted.  I also knew I’d need about half of a skein to finish off the corner decrease, so used that as a point of reference to start the decreases.

To get nice clean edges while working in garter stitch, slip the first stitch of every row purlwise with the yarn in front, then move yarn to the back and knit every stitch.

It worked out perfectly!  It was the right size for a ‘lapghan’ and could easily be wrapped around my shoulders.  This throw was easy, and fairly quick to make.  I had about half of one skein leftover.  You could also purchase nine skeins and make three panels at the longer length for a larger throw.

Here is a referral link for 15% off your first purchase at Premieryarns.com!

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches 4 Comments

When it all fell apart

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“My husband is going to shoot himself, I need an ambulance.”

That was the scariest phone call I have ever had to make.  Let me go back to earlier in that day and tell you the story.

It was just an ordinary warm day in June.  My two daughters were playing or watching television.  I don’t remember what caused it, but my husband was angry.  He was in what I called a rage, a mixed episode as a result of his bipolar disorder.  He would scream and yell and break things in the house.  It scared me to death and my first reaction was to flee.  Get the girls and get out of there!  They knew when he got like this and I said, “GO!” to drop everything and get in the car.  So, that is exactly what we did.  I would just drive aimlessly down country roads, praying, crying, trying to keep it together.  I hated that this was happening and hated even more burdening my friends and family with it.  For me, I was sick and tired of being the one with all the drama happening.  I couldn’t even say the words and was tired of the questions–because unless you’ve been through it, it’s nearly impossible to understand.  I just wanted it to end.

My cell phone rang.  It was my husband.  He sounded a bit calm and wanted to talk to the girls.  I let him.  When I got the phone back, he told me that I had to make sure they knew it wasn’t their fault.  I felt the world stop and the floor go out from under me.  He was going to kill himself.  He’d always had guns, he grew up hunting, and I was terrified at the thought of him taking his life.  I immediately tried to talk him out of it, but he hung up on me.  I was miles from home and the only thought that came to my mind was to call 911.  My heart was racing, and I didn’t even know if my words were making sense.  I explained to them what happened and that he had bipolar disorder and there were guns in the house. Because I wasn’t there and did not know if he had hurt himself, they were sending the police first.  I drove home as fast as I could.

I got there before the police.   I ran to the front door but he had locked it.  I screamed his name and asked him to open the door.  He ignored me.  I couldn’t think clearly enough to get my keys to unlock it, so I ran to the back and was able to get in the back door.  I ran into the living room and he was still alive.  He was sitting on the sofa with the shotgun aimed at his head.  He yelled at me to get out and sent me running out of the house. I went out the front door, and a few police cars were there.

They briefly spoke with me about what was going on.  After I told them, they asked me to pull the car around to the side of the house.  My kids were still sitting in the car watching.  My heart sank.  They did not need to see this, I didn’t even want them living through this.

So, as I drove around, two officers entered through the front door with their guns drawn and aimed at my husband.  I believe that as he saw their guns, he immediately put his down.  Thankfully, they were able to talk to him and get him to agree to go to the behavioral health unit at the hospital for a few days.  So, they walked him walked outside to say goodbye to the girls and then drove him to the hospital.

He spent a few days there, but before the doctor released him, he had made sure that all the guns were removed from the house.  The doctor himself actually called and spoke with me, asking about the guns and if I was okay with him coming home.

That was the first of many hospitalizations, and the girls and I had to flee the house many times. It was so terrifying to come home after having left him alone in his rage. I had no idea what I would find. He could be bleeding to death, or I could find him splattered on the living room wall. There were many times I just wanted to runaway and never go back into that house. It was a horrible time for all of us, I didn’t care if I lived or died. The only thing I cared about was my two little girls.

When he was hospitalized, I kind of shut down and locked myself in the house.  I hated going anywhere or leaving the house for any reason.  Some of it was the fear of someone asking me about him (even though no one really knew) and I would start crying, unable to speak.  I felt safe at home and could control that environment, so I stayed home.  I would only tell my parents.  Didn’t reach out to friends or other family.   I know that they loved me and would have tried to help, and that I denied them the chance to support me at that time. I wasn’t ashamed, it was just too hard to say the words.  I should have been on antidepressants, and can’t remember when I started taking them.

Over the years, things got worse between us.  We had separated and planned on divorcing.  But, God didn’t want that for us.  He was able to help Jason and brought us back together.  Not long after that, his diagnosis was changed to schizo-affective disorder because he was hearing voices.  He was also abusing his medications, and it wasn’t until that stopped that everything fell into place and he was well again.  It seemed as if in one day, God had taken his addictions away.  Even though it didn’t feel that way for Jason and it was hard work!

Now, he is able to help others fighting addictions and living with mental illness.  It helps him to help others and support them. God has worked a miracle in his life.  In our life.

 

If you or someone you know are going through this, or if we can help, please contact me!

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches 2 Comments

I Can’t Do This Again!

I am especially attuned to my husband’s health and mental state. I call it my sixth sense, woman’s intuition, or perhaps it’s a special gift from God.  Having dealt with his ups and downs for over twelve years now, I get little warning bells that ding when something isn’t quite right.  This weekend I even told him he had bronchitis before he even suspected it.

Anyway, one weekend last month, he was really happy.  Manic happy.  Warning bell number one.  That’s the better side of his bipolar.  Fortunately his mania never included some of the negative behaviors that others experience.  He would be extremely happy and have hyperfocus, not sleep–which became dangerous after a few days.  But, in this particular instance, he wasn’t too bad.  He was getting a few hours of sleep each night, but not quite as much as he needed.

But, then the crash came.  He came down from that ‘high’ and hit hard.  DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!  It was a five alarm emergency at this point.  I tried not to panic.  He had to cancel all commitments he had and didn’t want to leave the house.  He called his doctor’s office, but they couldn’t schedule him in any sooner.  (We found out later, they actually could, but for whatever reason the phone nurse wouldn’t do it.)  He was scheduled to go in a couple of weeks, so we kept that appointment and went into survival mode.

I’d tell the girls to tread lightly, don’t poke the bear.  Don’t bother him.  Don’t ask for anything.  Don’t ignore him if he asks you anything.  Don’t talk back or be snotty.  Basically throwing out a bunch of eggshells and telling them not to break them as they walk all over them.  It is really hard to live like this.  We did it for years.  IT. SUCKS.  It destroys childhoods.  It destroys marriages and relationships.

It’s also depressing for the rest of us, not knowing if or when it will end.  He had been well for nearly four years and out of nowhere, BAM!  Remember that horrible disorder you have?  Well, here it is again!  It is hard not to feel hopeless.  I actually cried for an hour.  Cried out to God, ‘I can’t do this again!’  Begged him to fix it.  All the horrible memories of the past were flashing back in my mind.  The hurt and pain resurfaced.  But, as I always did in the past, I kept going.  I couldn’t fall into my own depression and leave my kids to fend for themselves.  I had to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving, no matter how hard or how long it took.  I also made sure I was taking my own medicine, I’m not very good at remembering. 🙁

But, if I learned nothing else, I learned to trust God’s timing.  I don’t always like it, considering it was eight years from when he first showed symptoms to when he was on medication that worked and had taken control of his addictions.  But, I know without a doubt that God loves us more than we can fathom.  He always takes care of us.  It is not easy, and it doesn’t come overnight.  But, His love never fails.

And this time, it was only a few days until my husband started feeling better.  He stuck to his meds and did everything he could to relax and not put any extra stress on himself.  In the past, he would have turned to Xanax or alcohol when depressed.  I thank God that he has overcome those chains!!  He began to stabilize and get a full night’s sleep again and was feeling like himself.  He could carry on with his normal routine and life got back to our normal.

So, life goes on.  When I thought everything was falling apart again, it didn’t.  When it appeared another hospitalization was in our future, it wasn’t.  I leaned on God, and He held me.  And once again, He showed His love and faithfulness to us.  We don’t deserve it, but He gives it anyway.

Because He is gracious and loves us.

My Grace is all you need

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

Grandma’s Banana Bread

 

This post contains compensated affiliate links which help support the work on this blog.

My grandma was an excellent baker.  She always had something homemade waiting for us grandkids,  whether it was containers full of cookies, pies or this, banana bread.  We love bananas and so does our bunny, so I make banana bread quite a bit.

 

First thing I do is turn on the oven and get your pans ready.

Then, I peel and smash the bananas.  I like the bananas really ripe (almost solid black!), these only had a few spots, but work anyway.    My hubby and kids are afraid of the spots and won’t eat them. 😉  You will get stronger and better flavor if your bananas are really ripe.

Next, I put all the dry ingredients into their own separate bowl.

Now you want to cream the shortening and sugar together in the mixing bowl.

Add the eggs and beat until creamy.

You want to add half of the bananas, mix well, and then add half of the dry ingredients and mix.

Repeat until completely mixed.  If you want to add nuts or chocolate chips, add them in last.

Now it’s ready for the pan!  Scoop into prepared pan.

I’ve had to bake the muffins and mini loaves for 30 minutes, but your oven will vary.  Just keep an eye on them so they don’t burn.

This batch made 8 mini loaves and one dozen muffins.  I was so excited to find these liners and couldn’t wait to use them.  It makes using the mini loaf pan so much easier!  And here is the link for the tulip muffin liners.

They are perfectly delicious, no matter what you bake it in, muffin cups, mini muffins, mini loaves or a standard loaf pan.  I love to slice it and melt a little butter on top!  It’s also excellent with a few chocolate chips mixed in.

Grandma's Banana Bread

  • Servings: 1 loaf, 24 muffins, or 48 mini muffins
  • Difficulty: easy
  • Print

Ingredients

  • 1 c shortening
  • 1 c sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 2 c flour
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 1 1/3 c mashed bananas (about 4 large), in separate bowl or measuring cup
  • walnuts (optional)

Directions

  1. Preheat oven to 325.
  2. In a separate bowl, mix flour, baking soda, baking powder and salt. Set aside.
  3. In a mixing bowl, cream shortening and sugar. Add eggs.
  4. Mix in dry ingredients alternately with bananas, until all mixed together. Add walnuts, if desired.
  5. Spray loaf pan or muffin pan. Pour into pan and bake loaf for 70 minutes, muffins or small loaves for 20-30 minutes. Toothpick will come out clean when done.

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

How to buy essential oils

This post contains affiliate links, which means that if you purchase from on one of the product links, I’ll receive a small percentage of it.

I love my oils.  I use them every day, for emotions and moods, sickness, aches and pains, anything that is wrong–I turn to my oils.  If you’re curious or ready to take the plunge, you’re in the right place!  There are a few options, so I’ll lay them out for you.  I am a wellness advocate for DoTerra, so I can earn bonuses and commissions off sales.

 

  1. Retail Customer

    You can pay full price and buy them directly from my website.  First choose Shop at the top. Choose your language and country and click start shopping.  From there, you can click on whichever type of product you are looking for, add it to your cart and pay online.

  2. Wholesale Customer

    • Receive wholesale pricing (25% discount) on all product purchases
    • Option to receive 10-30% of your total purchase back in FREE product points
    • Eligible to receive dōTERRA’s FREE Product of the Month
    • No monthly order commitment required
    • No tax ID required

  3. Wellness Advocate

    • Receive wholesale pricing (25% discount) on all product purchases
    • Option to receive 10-30% of your monthly purchases back in FREE product points
    • Eligible to receive dōTERRA’s FREE Product of the Month
    • No monthly order required
    • Earn compensation and bonuses for sharing dōTERRA products with others
    • Able to sign up new Wholesale Customers and Wellness Advocates

Are you ready to get started?  Just click here to join!

Still unsure?  Have a look around my website and learn about essential oils and Why DoTerra.

Please contact me with any and all questions you have!

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram
- Lost Her Stitches

Why I’m still married

My husband is an addict. He’s an alcoholic. He also has Schizo-affective disorder.  He would have the violent mood swings of bipolar, along with audible hallucinations of schizophrenia.  He self medicated with alcohol, his ADD and anti-anxiety medications.  In eight years, he was hospitalized fourteen times. I’ve been left alone for countless holidays and birthdays. Taking care of our children, the house, the bills, everything.

I was very angry at him for not being there. Not taking care of me like he vowed he would. I mean, I have a very traditional idea of marriage, the man is supposed to be the head of the household and provide for his family. He wasn’t doing it, and I wasn’t enjoying having so much on my shoulders.

I had to suck it up and deal with it. I had to grieve for my marriage. I was not going to get the future, the life I had planned for. My plans had been smashed on the side of the road. Obliterated. There is no cure. It felt like a life sentence without parole.

I could cry every night (and probably did!), but it wouldn’t change anything. I had to choose that I was going to get through this and come out on top.

So many times I felt paralyzed with fear. I couldn’t move and I’d feel a panic attack coming on. Deep breath. Try to calm myself and let it pass. I can remember having one while lying in bed next to him, he didn’t even notice that I was kicking and flailing my legs. Selfishness should be listed as an official symptom of Bipolar Disorder.  They just aren’t able to see beyond their current needs.

I would beg God to heal him. To take away his desire to drink and to abuse the prescription drugs he was on. It felt like I needed a miracle. I knew God had the power to do it and more. He could heal him and restore our family. But, I had to wait.

When I thought things were getting better, something would happen and it would fall apart and be worse than before. When people would tell me, “things can only get better.” I wanted to laugh in their face! “Are you kidding me!? Things can ALWAYS get worse, I’ve seen it! Stick around, you will, too!”

We heard a lot of cliché phrases that didn’t ever bring me any peace. One of the worst was God won’t give you anything you can’t handle. Really? There are so many situations that no one person should be able to handle! It’s actually a horrible thing to say.

This idea comes from 1 Corinthians 10:13 (NIV) “ No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.”

While temptation can also mean tested or testing, I do not believe this is a ‘you won’t have anything too hard thrown at you.’ We need God. For little things. For big things. I don’t want to go through anything, good or bad, without Him. He wants us to lean on Him, to get us through whatever situation we’re in

.

So that’s what I did. I cried and yelled and was angry that He wasn’t ‘fixing’ all of my problems. I didn’t always have words, but He knew what was in my heart. He alone kept me from leaving my husband. He kept us safe and provided for.

So, why am I still married? Because that is what God wants. He didn’t want our family to be ripped apart any more by this horrible disease.

He knew in His time, my husband would be better. That he would be stable and helping others to overcome drug addiction and alcohol addiction. That he would be a source of help and hope for someone else with schizo-affective disorder.

He would be my husband again. Daddy to his little girls.

While he isn’t cured, he still has to take all of his medications, he is close to it. And when I go down memory lane and remember the awful times, it really does feel like a miracle that he is where he is today.

Please follow and like us:
RSS
Follow by Email
Facebook

Facebook
Pinterest

Pinterest
Instagram