I often have to remind myself that everyone around me is just like me. We are all doing the best we can, for who we are and what our situation is right now.
I too could have been a better mom, sister, daughter, wife or friend. I do the best I can when it comes to my child, same as my mom does. I have screwed up a lot. I'm sure other mothers feel the same. All I can do is hope Kenny can look back at his childhood and see that we did our best and there were good times had.
There have been times in my life where my sister needed me and I was not there or she felt like she couldn't turn to me. It goes the other way too. Don't do things to purposely her your siblings, you will need them later in life.
Friends, I think it is the hardest to be a true friend. I have had to walk away from several friends because I needed all my emotional resources for my own life.
Being a wife, one of the things that I have sucked at most. I have provoked arguments, said horrible things and contemplated harm against the man that I vowed to love the rest of my life. Those of you that know our history, I am not excusing the things he did to me. I can look back now and understand where our motives and emotions came from.
They say to learn from others mistakes. I don't really believe you can do that. To truly learn about life, love and relationships you have you put yourself out there and experience them. It will be painful at times. Not only for you but for those around you.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
This year
This year has brought about some changes in our lives, mostly changes within ourselves. I once again continue to work towards self awareness, who I am and who I want to be.
I will be going to college in the fall. Whether it's full-time or not will depend on what we qualify for and can afford. I was thinking psychology, but ultrasound tech sounds cool too.
I wish to find a new job. These hours suck ass.
Raul and I will continue to work on our marriage.
Kenny is doing well in his new school. Had a rough first month. Still wants to move back to old school, don't really understand why.
I feel that I have come to terms with the loss of our baby. However I am still angry with my doctor's office and several of their employees and IMS for the way things were handled.
We will not be trying to get pregnant again.
Right now I'm at a loss as to what to do about my own anxiety and depression. I want to seek therapy but not in Buckeye. Maybe I should do it the easy way and just increase my dosage.
Just a short summary of the year.
I will be going to college in the fall. Whether it's full-time or not will depend on what we qualify for and can afford. I was thinking psychology, but ultrasound tech sounds cool too.
I wish to find a new job. These hours suck ass.
Raul and I will continue to work on our marriage.
Kenny is doing well in his new school. Had a rough first month. Still wants to move back to old school, don't really understand why.
I feel that I have come to terms with the loss of our baby. However I am still angry with my doctor's office and several of their employees and IMS for the way things were handled.
We will not be trying to get pregnant again.
Right now I'm at a loss as to what to do about my own anxiety and depression. I want to seek therapy but not in Buckeye. Maybe I should do it the easy way and just increase my dosage.
Just a short summary of the year.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Little Yellow Dress
I have this little yellow dress. I look at it this morning and wonder if my little girl would have still fit in it this Mother's Day or if she would have been like Kenny, tall for his age. Normally I don't even like yellow but when I saw this dress last year I knew my daughter would look beautiful in it. I never got to see her in that dress. When I imagine seeing her in heaven, she's wearing it.
We had so many hopes & so many plans, just like all brand new parents do. That's what it would have been like. Our Kenny is almost 16 years old, having another child would have been starting over in a sense.
I had dreams of her taking tap & baton classes just like I did. Maybe she would of shared my love of playing the flute. Raul would have been the one to teach her to ride a bike and when she got to Kenny's age he would have been the one to teach her to drive a car.
So here we are on Mother's Day. Kenny is doing the best he has since we moved back to Arizona. For this we are grateful yet in our hearts we feel something missing, someone missing. Our sweet little girl, our second child, the one we hoped and prayed for for so long.
I never got to hold you, but my arms feel so empty without you.
We had so many hopes & so many plans, just like all brand new parents do. That's what it would have been like. Our Kenny is almost 16 years old, having another child would have been starting over in a sense.
I had dreams of her taking tap & baton classes just like I did. Maybe she would of shared my love of playing the flute. Raul would have been the one to teach her to ride a bike and when she got to Kenny's age he would have been the one to teach her to drive a car.
So here we are on Mother's Day. Kenny is doing the best he has since we moved back to Arizona. For this we are grateful yet in our hearts we feel something missing, someone missing. Our sweet little girl, our second child, the one we hoped and prayed for for so long.
I never got to hold you, but my arms feel so empty without you.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Author Unknown
I AM FREE
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day, to laugh,
to love, to work or play.
Tasks undone must stay that way
I've found that peace at the close of the day.
If parting has left a void, then fill it
with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish for you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times,
a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all to brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and share with me,
God wants me now, He set me free.
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day, to laugh,
to love, to work or play.
Tasks undone must stay that way
I've found that peace at the close of the day.
If parting has left a void, then fill it
with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah, yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish for you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times,
a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all to brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and share with me,
God wants me now, He set me free.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
No comments please
We are coming up on what was our little one's due date. I would like to say that time has eased some of our pain. Maybe someday we will get to say that. We have taken the day off, I don't think either of us could hold it together.
Christmas time- ornaments and cute little dresses make it impossible to make it through the store without crying. Having to hear about someones cute baby, it's enough to tear me up inside.
Raul- This has hurt him just as much as it has me. He holds himself together better though or just preoccupies himself more.
Why this post? just to work through things maybe.
Christmas time- ornaments and cute little dresses make it impossible to make it through the store without crying. Having to hear about someones cute baby, it's enough to tear me up inside.
Raul- This has hurt him just as much as it has me. He holds himself together better though or just preoccupies himself more.
Why this post? just to work through things maybe.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Please
First I want to ask that noone respond to this post. So why am I writing it then? I just need friends and family to know that we still care. Please don't ask why we don't come to ANY family events anymore. We will not be around for Thanksgiving or Christmas. I can't, can't face the darling little kids, the glow and happiness on a pregnant woman's face. I don't want to see what I could of had. I can't take another comment about how we will get over it, how we can try again. It's not like we haven't been trying the last 15 years. We love you all. This is just something we(Raul, Kenny, and myself) have to deal with alone.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Hurt by NIN/Johnny Cash
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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