How can you write beautiful worlds like these for 14 months and then act like we never meant anything at all? All those nights you laid next to me and told me laying next to me was the best feeling in the world, you've never experienced anything like it, and you never wanted to lose me. You told me I made you feel things no one else has. You said the other two used and abused you. You said I was the only one who got you. How could you hurt someone so badly who always treated you so right? How can you run back to the person who broke you? Spit on you, took moments away from you and your daughter, and is only with you because she knows nothing else. It's pathetic! What we had- it was magic. It was extraordinary!!!
I'm a mother of five and a proud grandma, sharing honest thoughts, heartfelt moments, and reflections from the beautiful, messy, and meaningful journey of everyday life. This is where I put feelings into words, one post at a time.
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Losing my Father
From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...

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From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...
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It's funny how life can take new meaning. As you get older, the things that once mattered, no longer do. You realize that going out to ...