Monday, April 18, 2011
It was easier then....... when the girls were small ....... to fix their hurts. A band-aide usually did it.
Oh there were serious injuries - broken bones - cracked skulls - wrecked knees - trips to the emergency room. But somehow we all survived it.
The girls are all grown up......... but I am still "mom" and still who they come to when they are hurt.... been through it with the youngest and am now going through it with the eldest.
Eight months ago eldest daughter 'miscarried' (according to the doctor) and 3 weeks after that she was rushed back into hospital because it hadn't been a miscarriage - but rather an ectopic pregnancy - she lost the tube and her appendix. A band-aide wouldn't fix it.
Then a month ago she lost her job after 12 years. A band-aide wouldn't fix it.
Then this week her husband of almost 2 years told her he no longer wanted to be married. A band-aide won't fix that either.
And how I wish it would. I wish I could take all the hurt away ... make her smile again.. make her see she is a vibrant young woman who will survive this experience. My words sound hollow - "you'll come out of this stronger than ever"... "you will be ok" ... "you can do this" I know all those things are true....... it's just right now she doesn't know it... all she knows is heart break and a deep abiding sadness.
I wish a band-aide was all it took to fix grown up hurts.
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