Recently, like today, I felt a very strong need to bring up Nancy Thomas' website. It isn't something that I look at often anymore. Because, well you all know, we don't live 100% in the depths of R.A.D. and the affects that it takes on the caregivers. (I actually, mean the MOM's).
While I actually had a topic in mind that I didn't find; I came across this article.
Sometimes our Father in Heaven gives us that gentle nudge that we need. I received it this afternoon/evening as I made dinner. "look up Nancy's website" And so I did.
I needed to read this article today.
You might need to read that article today.
I know a few of you who do need to read that article today.
I know a few of you who I wish I was sitting in the house next to yours..where I could get up off my fat butt and come give you a hug. Just because...I could. Oh' how I wish I could give S and S and each of their children (if they wanted me to) a hug today. How I wish that I could cry those ugly tears that I know you've cried 0r maybe you don't have any left in you. Oh' how I know I've been there. It sucks. Really I know it does.
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This week marked an anniversary for me. I say me because my dh doesn't acknowledge and/or remember them. It is no small wonder that I had a complete and udder meltdown in the drs office. It was a brand new dr. One I've never met. One I really needed to be on my side, to refill a rx that I'm out of. Instead, I fell apart. Like REALLY fell apart. I mean...REALLY (did you get that...REALLY). So much so that I told him (in a few words or less) that not only was he wasting his time but he was wasting my time. Then I did something I never thought I would have the balls to do. I got my fat butt up off the chair and walked out.
Today as I looked at the calender and realized what the date was today. What the date was this week. What it signifies. It is no small wonder that I actually made it to work 4 out of 5 days scheduled. Really. It truly is no small wonder.
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I might more later on some of my thoughts, feelings, frustrations.....
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Until then...my dear bloggy friends who are struggling. PLEASE know that you are each in my prayers!!
3 comments:
So sorry you've had a tough week.
Laurel
We call that a trauma-versary.
They suck, big time. I'm sorry you're struggling. I'm praying for you.
Thanks. I needed that. Right now at our house we are about as close to a disruption as we have ever been and my heart is breaking. What has been happening at our house is nowhere near what happened with your family, so I really have no business even thinking like that but things are so hard, and there is so much hatred and defiance coming out of that person I thought I could love forever....I'm at my wits' end.
So thanks for this post. So much.
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