Where's the anger coming from?

I was reading Kenny's blog about his anger and I find myself feeling the same. This is not normal for me. I know I'm Debbie-Downer but that's just the worry-wart in me. I worry about everything and everyone. Especially my family. I worry about Kenny and Heather being so far away. I worry about them in a situation of needing someone immediately and we're all hours away. I worry about them feeling lonely and out-of-touch or feeling like they don't have anyone to talk to. But lately, I've been feeling really ANGRY!!!!

I try to figure out what the hell is wrong with me. Why am I feeling like this. Here's what I think my problem is....I'm angry that my mom got screwed during a "routine" procedure at the hospital. I'm angry that she's not the same person she was before this happened. (BUT..I'm incredibly thankful that she is still here and doing as good as she is) I'm angry that Josh has to be a part-time parent. I never wanted that for any of my kids and Josh deserves more. (BUT....I'm very proud of the dad that he is and I'm so very happy that our old Josh is back!) I'm angry that Kenny is so far away and I can't see him everyday. (BUT... I'm happy for the person he's become.) I'M ANGRY THAT KASEY IS GONE!!!!! I'M ANGRY THAT MY CHILDREN, MY NIECES AND NEPHEWS, BROTHER, SISTERS, PARENTS AND ESPECIALLY KELLI, KARISSA, KEVIN, TAYLOR & DAVID HAD TO SUFFER LIKE THIS!!!

We all have so many things to be thankful for. Sometimes it's hard to get past the shit in our lives that makes us angry and see all the good. For me, I think that since mom got sick and Kasey died, I'm finding it even harder. Part of me is angry all the time. I know exactly how Kenny feels. I feel like my chest is going to explode too.

But let me tell all of you family-bloggers just why we are lucky....We have a family that can survive. We have a family that loves each other for who we are. We don't judge, we don't criticize, we don't fight or push-aside those who need our help. We stick together no matter what. I think myself and my sisters can be very proud of our children. We didn't have everything growing up, but we tried to give it to our kids. I'm not talking about material things....I'm talking about the togetherness and the love that each of our children carry with them. They know that all their AUNTIE "K"'S are there whenever any of them need us. For this we can be proud.

I do have a suggestion....If anyone else is feeling like me & Kenny....like you just want to explode.....we should line-up at the graduation party and lay the smack down on someone. Who wants to volunteer for all of us to hit 'em?