18 years ago I gave birth to a child that was not alive. I hurt every year on this day. Physically and emotionally. If you really know me then you know I love my kids. So damn much.
Thank heavens I was able to let that out just now ,because I thought my chest was gonna explode. I don’t have anyone I can talk about things like that to.
Wish me luck today y’all.
I want people to love me no matter what…in my f2f life. I want them to stop hating me, stop yelling at me, and to stop being frustrated with everything I do.
I want unconditional love…like…enjoyment.
I feel like a Dean Koontz novel right now.
There is nothing more satisfying than a coach asking if your daughter will be at every game through the season and to please have her show up on the games for the tournament (that I had no clue would happen). Nothing more disappointing than knowing you can’t be there for the one game she would want to be there for. Sigh.
Smarts, needs to go up against this team. For three seasons she has and they have a boy (manboy) who is so much older than the other kids and Smarts is getting ready and IS ready to finally take him but yet we won’t be there for that game. Talk about a let down for Smarts. Double sigh.
Dude, y’all ever read your Spam? Here’s one of mine:
“hermes horseshoe bag “
YES! I absolutely agree. HA!