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In my introduction blog, I touched on the fact that she and I had a lot in common. These things I wrote were really only the top layer. We both had alcoholic mothers, MIA fathers, alot of people around us but were still alone, parental figures that blamed us when things went worng, put us down, killed our self esteem, took away things that meant alot to us, and on top of all this, we wasted respect and time on them that they didn't deserve.
But there diffrences too. And the differences are what got her where she is and me where I am. I could have so easily wound up where she is and admit to thinking it in the past. I had friends. Normal (well as normal as families can be these days) friends, with normal families and normal homes. I had places to escape to. I had DC, my boyfriend, who's parents would have given him anything. I had RP, who's house had an open door policy for me. And then I had NR. I ended up marrying NR. He adores me. He tells me I am beautiful, and sexy and a great mom everyday. He puts up with me when I am cranky and insecure. He thinks that HE got lucky to have ME!
I wish that she had a DC, or an RP or a DB, but especially an NR. I wish that she had someone who she loved and who loved her and who told her everyday. Then she would still be here.
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Sad.
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Posted by SubTomato
on 2008-02-14 17:23:47
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