On this December day nine years ago, I became a mother for the first time. I was ready to have a baby all my own. She was so beautiful and wanted to be in my arms every minute of the day and all night long too. She slept under my wing. I took no short cuts. I did everything my sister read was best. Reading non stop, classical music at night and tons and tons and tons of kissing and sweet affirmations. It was just Cat and me for three and half years. I knew everything about her and could read every cry. She made me a mother. Before her I never knew what it felt like to be loved unconditionally and to love without doubt or question. It made all other moments in my life insignificant and without purpose. She is the reason I am good. She and her sister are the only reasons I need.
wake up mom. Com'on mom. Santa came. He ate the cookies and drank all the milk. Let's open presents!! Hurry hurry hurry. Santa came through. Sisters forever mood necklace.
Cousins everywhere. They are all so sweet and loving. They never fight and love each ither's company dearly. God has been good to us. we got RON Junior Monopoly. Mental age appropriate. lol It was for Caymen. But dad and son can both use it our big boys of the family. Love them all.
doubt and mistrust is the worst kind of poison. It eats away at everything that is good.
During hard times is when you really find out who you are. I am grateful to be a strong adult who can control my feelings and display dignity and respect. At least around the important ppl who matter.
we all need more therapy and God in our lives. For now, I'm just going to pray hard and keep it together and not let the hate and pain inside consume me.
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