Current mood:
cranky
Waking up this morning...
Waking up this morning with the realization that last night was eight years since our last goodnight kiss, tuck in, watching you sleep as I check on you one last time before I close my eyes. Eight years ago today, I woke you, fed you, helped pick out your clothes for the day, brushed your hair,dropped you off at daycare and spent the rest of the day with the "thing" that shattered our world. It should have been our day....Instead?
I should be happy and gratful for Emma, and I am, but it in NO WAY eases the pain of being away from you three. It's not fair to her to have such a sad mommy. She deserves the mommy you three had before moving to this hell hole. I don't know how to be that mommy anymore. I hold her in my arms. I watch her sleep and can think only of you girls. Do you ever think of me? Do you even remember me?
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