I cried today
I’ve been needing a good cry for a long time. I remember mentioning it to someone last fall but hadn’t let loose until today. As frustrated and overwhelmed as I was, it was the only thing left to do. I still feel like I could cry rivers more - like I need to cry rivers more… Hopefully the tears will come easier and sooner next time than it took this time to get here: still reeling from 3 weeks of a mortally sick cat, a potentially fatal mishap with the dog, 3 emergency pet care visits, over $400 in vet bills, other $$ obligations I’d feel too guilty to bow out of but really should since I’m living off a loan at the moment, the end of the semester, deadlines for new courses starting next week, a major 3 day competition event for one kid, 2 other sick kids, 2 virus laden computers, 7 separate calls to tech support, and the run around from 7 different people who don’t speak English…
Don’t even ask me what the kitchen or laundry room look like…
oiy… where’s the tissue box…
April 26th, 2008 at 7:19 am
I think moms (especially single moms) should get 3 days a year when God grants them a magical disappearance. What do you think? Okay…maybe 3 weeks per year. Gosh Patsy, I thought my week was bad until I read this post. I’m so sorry…
April 26th, 2008 at 9:57 am
The thing for me is that I just want to be a mom and not have to take care of work, finances, housing, repairs, whatnot - everything else - all. by. myself. What I wouldn’t give to just be a mom full time - totally, completely, traditionally…
April 27th, 2008 at 9:07 am
To me, your life, your family, your children, the way you survive is a supernatural wonder…a complete miracle. I can’t imagine how you do it…it is so obcious to me that God has to carry you through. Even when I have a couple of days or a week without Luke, I freak out. I think of you often, and I miss you a lot.
April 27th, 2008 at 9:07 am
To me, your life, your family, your children, the way you survive is a supernatural wonder…a complete miracle. I can’t imagine how you do it…it is so obcious to me that God has to carry you through. Even when I have a couple of days or a week without Luke, I freak out. I think of you often, and I miss you a lot.