I just want one good day. I want one day with no tears. I can't seem to get one no matter how hard I try.
I went a whole 2 weeks at work with no one saying anything to me about Lyric and then -wham- 3 people in 2 days. I know people just want me to know that they are sorry and stuff... but I can't handle it! And its not people I am close to, its just people that know. I want people to say normal things to me. I want to be treated like a normal human being, not like a fragile piece of glass. I want people to ask me about school and wedding planning, not how I am holding up.
And then today... I get a can of formula in the mail. Now, I have been getting them in the mail for years. I have no idea why, I just was. I knew this day would come. And it did. I was having a pretty good day and then again -wham- a package in the mail with formula. There goes what I thought could have been my one day. My single sunny day in months of sadness. Is it really too much to ask?
The other thing that caught me off guard the other night was that I don't feel like I knew her very well. Yes, I know she was a fighter, and she knew our voices and looked right at us when she heard us. But I don't feel like she was here long enough for me to know who she was. I feel like I won't know if its her when she is trying to tell me or show me something. I feel like I am going to miss out on her love from above because I don't know her. And that makes me a little angry because I am her mom. I should know. I don't feel like a mom most days. And when someone asks me if I have any kids, I just say no, to save myself from having to explain anything. That hurts my heart. I wanted to share her with everyone.
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