MITCHELL JAMES ROBERT WILSON Suddenly at his home in Pickering on Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Beloved son of Craig and Tiffany (predeceased by his mother Shelley). Loving brother to Emma and Kaylen and nephew to "Che Che" (aunt Cheryl). Cherished grandson of Pam and Bob Wilson, John and Joan Usher, Fred Childs, Ken and Doris Wilson and Lesley and Martin Davies. Mitchell touched the lives of so many who will remember him fondly and miss him greatly. The family will receive friends at the McEACHNIE FUNERAL HOME, 28 Old Kingston Road, Pickering Village (Ajax), 905-428-8488, from 2-7 p.m. on Sunday, September 11th. The Funeral Service will be held at Pickering Village United Church, 300 Church Street North, Ajax, on Monday, September 12, 2011 at 10 a.m. If so desired, donations to Muscular Dystrophy Canada www.muscle.ca/nc/ ontario-nunavut/ ways-to-give.html would be appreciated. Online condolences may be placed at www.mceachniefuneral.ca
Hope everyone is doing all right? I do have my mate back :). He was released on his own recog on Sept 15th. But we go back to court on Nov. 7th, the first two charges (driving on a suspended) were tossed out. So all we face are the battery charges. Now for the rest of the story, he never once committed the battery charges with his psychot ex. She was the one that committed those on him. He was just defending himself against the fat, ugly sow. Sorry not in me to be nice to her anymore. She has threatened my life on many occassions. And yesterday was the most horrific of the death threats. She threatened to set a house on fire with me in it. Among kicking my ass on a daily basis. She thinks that 'real women' have to fight with their fists. But a 'true' woman walks away so that's what I have been doing is walking away from her. She even wailed on me until my wolf stepped in between her and me. But the one 'death' threat she will do is if my wolf and I have any puppies of our own she will make sure that I lose our puppy and then she will make it to where I can't have any more puppies with him. These threats I don't take lightly. So I have already made a report against her now I just need to get to the courthouse and file a restraining order against her fat, ugly ass. Which I am hoping to do soon. That and to turn over all the info that my wolf and I have on her to his PD or the prosecutor...Love you all *hugs my co-bloggers*
Sorry that I have been away for a bit..But I have been have some serious difficulties. First to top them off is that my mate was put behind bars by his pyscot ex..She thinks that will when him back to her..Don't know what will happen now. But I do have some sweet news for everyone? ONLY if you want to know that is ;) But my wolf is out of jail but he does have court on Nov 7th at 1 p.m. for battery with intent to harm, dv (domestic violence) and assault and battery. Along with driving on suspended license (2 counts). At least they are all misdeamenors but with the A-D after the Ms. I just wish this fucking nightmare from Hell was over with and we could go on with our lives as we were meant to do. Right now I'm not sure what he's going to do. If he wants to be with me or her? But whatever he decides it will be what he lives with for the rest of his life. And one way or the other I will survive as I always do.
It's time for me to take an undetermined length of time leave of absence. I'm dealing with some shit right now that's having quite the profound impact on me. I wasn't gonna post anything at all and just vanish for a while, but questions get asked and not all of them I'm willing to answer so just don't ask anything more than what I will tell you here. You want to know how I'm doing? That's fine, but do leave it at that.
I'm still trying to come to terms with an eleven year old boy committing suicide to top that off my Doc has starting reduced my meds and it's playing mind fawking havoc with my emotions and thought patterns, but he says it's only temporary and my system will adjust over time. I'll tell you it's pretty damn harsh. It's like being on a never ending sugar high only to crash. Hard. A lump was found behind my ear just behind the lobe and I'm scheduled in a couple weeks to have it removed. With all this shit on my mind I'm not sleeping well and my eating has gone to shit like there's no tomorrow. It's bad enough I don't live to eat, but rather eat to live which already isn't often. I'm a java freak and I tend to live off that to muscle through my day.
My contributors to this blog are already aware of my pending absence which will commence once this blog posts and I'm leaving this in their capable hands. They are more than capable, I have every confidence in them and they come highly qualified to be posters. They are my rock, my shoulder and ones I can reply on when the going gets tough. Like it is now.
So take care, CIAO and see yeah around at some point.
Before I post the perfect vid, that for me is suitable for the 10 year anniversary of that tragic day back on September 11, 2001, I wish to say a few words on the matter.
I've read articles, blogs, seen TV news airing it and even heard radio interviews and I came to the realization of a few things that didn't fail to capture my mind. Don't forget warped mind here and I'm a very deep thinker. I can go to dark places most would not adhere to or begin to understand, but it's the underling truth so there you have it.
First off, the radio station I was listening to in my office yesterday interviewed a fellow Canadian who survived the 9/11 tragedy, giving some details of his ordeal, but what struck me is how he spoke of having for the last ten years 'survivor's guilt' and how he could have survived it when others who lost their lives that day had so much more to live for than he had and their the ones that should have survived. Can I say how badly that if he was sitting beside me or near me I would have slapped him upside the head and made sure he'd felt it? Am I mean? I think not. He should be fawking grateful he lived at all and get over wanting his five minutes of radio fame. What it boils down to is that the way I see it, it's decided from the day you exit your mother's womb the precise moment you'll pass on. That's my belief. Your Fate is sealed. How you die can not be foretold or predicted. It just happens and we can not prevent it. I'm an asshole. I know. No need to think it, but it's FACT. To all you survivors? Be damn happy you're going to see another day, stop thinking of yourself and mourn those that lost their future instead!
My second rebuff is how citizens of the United States, citizens of Canada even, only think of their 'people' that were a part of their country when talking or referring to the lost lives of 9/11. Fawk. That! Get off your high damn horse, look up the facts to realize that there are innocents from ALL OVER THE WORLD that died on that traumatic day. From children to teens, to adults of all colors, races and nationalities, from all over the country, city and the world. I'm Canadian but SO WHAT? I digress that when I sit back and pay my respects to all the lives that are lost with a moment of silence, I won't just think of the Canadians because that's what I am! NO! I'll think of every person that lost their lives no matter where they are from or what nationality they are. If you have more than two brain cells left in your head or give a damn you'll do the same. Think of the PEOPLE in general and not their nationality. STOP thinking of only the ones in your State or Country that died that day... pay your respects to EVERYONE! I hope I got my point across loud and clear.
While I'm going to be down and depressed I might also be attending the wake for Mitchel, the eleven year old that I spoke of in my last blog, which unfortunately will be on the same day as the 9/11 memorial tomorrow. It's going to be a double whammy for me in one day.I'll have my mind full of cluster-fawk with everything in one shot.
Now here's my chosen song to tribute to the 9/11 that I have chosen to remember everyone by. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do. :wiping away tears: Love and Peace to one and all.
MITCHELL JAMES ROBERT WILSON Suddenly at his home in Pickering on Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Beloved son of Craig and Tiffany (predeceased by his mother Shelley). Loving brother to Emma and Kaylen and nephew to "Che Che" (aunt Cheryl). Cherished grandson of Pam and Bob Wilson, John and Joan Usher, Fred Childs, Ken and Doris Wilson and Lesley and Martin Davies. Mitchell touched the lives of so many who will remember him fondly and miss him greatly. The family will receive friends at the McEACHNIE FUNERAL HOME, 28 Old Kingston Road, Pickering Village (Ajax), 905-428-8488, from 2-7 p.m. on Sunday, September 11th. The Funeral Service will be held at Pickering Village United Church, 300 Church Street North, Ajax, on Monday, September 12, 2011 at 10 a.m. If so desired, donations to Muscular Dystrophy Canada www.muscle.ca/nc/ ontario-nunavut/ ways-to-give.html would be appreciated. Online condolences may be placed at www.mceachniefuneral.ca