Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Twenty four years ago today I went into labor for the very first time ever and I was in labor for 36 hours so Jesse's Birthday is not until tomorrow. It is nice to think back and remember those fun times of how Sheena got lost and was gone with the heater for three hours. When she returned I didn't need the heater then. So this is the eve of another birthday I won't have to opportunity to wish him happy birthday. This effects me in a strange sort of way. It hurts my heart so deeply. I really don't understand why such a misunderstanding could be carried on for so long.
I think it is very sad and I think that all three of my children need to look at this a little more carefully. They are being very standoffish and they are feeding off each others negativity in the situation. By now I am sure I have two heads in their imaginings.
Montana is so worried to stand up to them as well. This is what she tells me. She says they intimidate her too much regarding me and its all too hard for her to deal with to keep them all happy. So in order to do that she does what she does. Fair enough. I am no one. I have nothing they need and I rent so therefore according to them I am a loser.
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“We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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