Mommy Again
JoyYou used to scare the hell out of me. I remember watching you, passing me by on streets and waving at me from moving trains, reminding me that I was getting older and would never catch up. You thought that if you threw broken loves, broken friendships, broken hearts into the mix that I would crumble and crash, and I did for a while. You gave me impossible situations where I and those I love were set up to fail and made me fight. But life, dear, sweet life, you taught me to fight like I never thought possible.
I thought about her today, mulling over how a woman I have known since she was 19 could give up her rights to her child. Or at least most of her rights. I thought about the other her, giving up everything just to keep moving ahead in happy oblivion. These two women, who did not try to hold on to something that two other families fought so hard to keep from my husband and I: his children. How could they willingly give that up?
My children are beautiful. Healthy, strong, and stubborn just like their mother. My daughter has this fierce determination to do everything herself, and my son believes that if it was built to hold him out of something, it was built to be broken. They are fourteen months old. Beautiful. I swear to God I don't know where these beautiful little beings came from.
And in a little less than amonth, they will welcome a new sibling. My third child is due at the end of May. Crazy. Three kids. Two step kids... all of whom I have spent my entire marriage fighting for.
The things that used to scare me... people being stupid and friends that went away... relationships that were built on nothings and time that rolled away... it doesn't... matter anymore. And it hasn't for a long time. And that is the craziest part of all. I am 24 years old. I feel far wisened beyond my years, and maybe I am. And maybe I am not. Does it matter? Not really.
My family is moving forward, growing, changing, welcoming new members and fighting like hell to get the old members back. It's a race we are not going to lose. Because, life, my dear... dear life... you just don't scare me anymore.
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I am . . . me. Live with it.
It's July 5th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: @diamond281
Instead of counting candles,
Or tallying the years,
Contemplate your blessings,
As your birthday nears.
Consider special people
Who love you, and who care,
And others who’ve enriched your life
Just by being there.
Think about the memories
Passing years can never mar,
Experiences great and small
That have made you who you are.
Another year is a happy gift,
So cut your cake, and say,
"Instead of counting birthdays,
I count blessings every day!"
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Love that lives in the heart cannot be so easily terminated by time. Even though the encounter is brief its impression shall last a lifetime. No one can change the direction of love that lives in the heart. If you have loved that in itself is the answer.
Here's some cake for you-
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It's July 5th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: =diamond281
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Smile...It confuses people.
x
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=xpapertigersx
So Owl wrote . . . and this is what he wrote:
HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY.
Pooh looked on admiringly.
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My heart beat beats me senselessly.
Why's everything got to be so intense with me?
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~Sijuki~
The biggest risk in life, is not taking one at all.
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