Well! A "DougHug". Thanks so much! …
Well! A "DougHug". Thanks so much! My son is twelve, and was officially diagnosed with P.D.D./N.O.S.; I think of it …
I have been a bit of a stranger here these days...for many reasons....work is finally starting to get to where I have some hours each week....I've discovered facebook and have since been reconnected with family and friends that I otherwise don't get to see. Been trying to keep up with my writing course...I'm working on a project right now...I wish I could say that life is better, that it's gotten easier but sadly, it hasn't.
I was heartbroken today because of all things my period started. Why should I be so upset? Well, because I thought that finally, I was being given a second chance. My body felt so different, not like usual pre-menstual symptoms. My breasts were full, sore, even leaking. I was sick to my stomach from the time I got up in the morning until I went to bed at night. My lower abdomen, right into the uterine area, was tender to the touch, I felt a pulling sensation in my pelvic region. My work pants became a wee bit snug. What I was hoping was a teeny one turned out to be I'm just fat.
I was even dreaming...vivid dreams....in all of them Angel was picking flowers with another little girl..golden blonde hair, tight curls, deep brown eyes, and a smile that would make anyone's heart sing. They were picking flowers and laughing. Finally after they had made a huge bouquet Angel handed them to the other little girl and said, "Now you have to take these to Momma." Now here I am...another month...another cycle...another heartbreak...another failure.
The reality is, this isn't what I need right now. I know that. My family and I, for one, need a different house, a bigger house. Nothing fancy, no show piece...just something comfortable that will meet our needs. We also need, once we find such a place, to be able to keep and maintain it and on what I make alone, I can't do it. It's been a struggle to keep what I have going. And I don't want to do it alone. Not again. I've done it...I can do it...and if I have to do it again...I will...but I don't want to. No, I don't need another baby right now...but I am so heartbroken right now...words cannot say enough. I feel like it's all been a joke. A cold, cruel, joke.
The best way to describe my life right now is the lyrics to a song by Third Day. It's called "Revelation". So I am going to include them here and end this entry that way:
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My life has led me down the road that's so uncertain
Now I am left alone and I am broken
Trying to find my way
Trying to find the faith that's gone
This time I know that you are holding all the answers
I'm tired of losing hope and taking chances
On roads that never seem
To be the ones that bring me home
Give me a revelation
Show me what to do
'Cause I've been trying to find my way
I haven't got a clue
Tell me should I stay here
Or do I need to move
Give me a revelation
I've got nothing without you
I've got nothing without you
My life has led me down this path that's ever winding
Through every twist and turn, I'm always finding
That I am lost again
Tell me when this road will ever end
I don't know where I can turn
Tell me, when will I learn
Won't you show me where I need to go
Let me follow your lead
I know that it's the only way that I can get back home
AngeGirl2007