My Blog…My Vent…My Escape…No Holds Barred
My emotions and thoughts have been all over the place today. I had five days off of work, full of family, Christmas, loudness, fun, crazy and then topped off the final three, four counting today with a sick baby and lack of sleep. So yea Im a wee bit crazy today.
First off I gotta say that I am totally offended in some people…none of you Im sure since I dont KNOW you lol. But I have a sister who blogs…life stories, her memories, her perspective…never intending to hurt anyone, always gonna cause at the very least a smile and at the most a deep belly laugh. She hasnt said anything, but I know she has lost that freedom to blog…simply because someone read her blog, passed it on and made a huge nightmare deal out of her very first blog. Caused division in the family and just utter chaos. I can def see where that would inhibit anyone. But damn that just aint right. Everyone is entitled to their thoughts, their feelings and their memories and also entitled to express them how they see fit. Its not like she names names or puts up pictures or even gives enough of a description that anyone on this world wide web is gonna know who the hell she is talking about. Its completely ridiculous and I find it offensive that people think they can control someone that much.
Second off, Im feeling ugly…maybe its a mixture of things, probably is..but Im feeling really ugly inside. My son, my baby, my last born has to go turn himself in next week and do six months. I HATE this with a passion. I do everything I can to keep it pushed to the back of my mind, otherwise I walk around with tears in my eyes and anxiety filling my heart. Our Christmas dinner turned into a crazy gathering that I do not want to happen again lol so I had sent a message wanting to know what everyones normal plans are for Christmas Eve, thinking we could jump start, plan and start a new tradition of everyone being together for Christmas Eve. I got told we needed to maybe plan a family dinner for my son before he leaves and get past this stuff before worrying about next year. Maybe worrying about next year RIGHT NOW is what I WANT to do to keep certain things out of the front of my mind. So now here it is in the forefront…so planning commences. I offer Saturday night…that way I dont work the next day and if I wanna drink some I can and have the next day to be a bum. But no thats not good enough either…so Sunday it is. Another sister asked what she could bring, a bottle? No I dont want a bottle of anything I have to work the next day and the mood Ive been in one bottle just might not be enough. I dont want to think about this. I dont want to be living this. I know this is minor in comparison to oh say death or being sent off in the military. I know that…but it doesnt make it feel less in my heart. This is my baby. My child. Pieces of my heart are literally shattered.
I know we shall get thru this. I know this too shall pass. I know it could be worse. I know all of these things. I dont need platitudes. I dont need anything…except prayer. Prayer that he is safe. Prayer that this goes fast. Prayer that his marriage stays strong. Oh and I need this to not be happening.
No matter how old you get or how old your kids get once you become a parent you are a parent until you die. My children with their little ones, those feelings of protectiveness, wanting to snuggle them close and hold them and keep them from any harm or pain…those feelings NEVER leave. EVER. It may be worse when they are grown than when little because when they are little you can protect, or do your damndest trying, you can snuggle them and love the boo boos away. When they are grown you can do nothing but watch, cry and pray. Do you have any idea how out of control and totally chaotic that feels? I feel like my world is spinning 90 mph and I cant stop it. I cant do anything but watch. I dont like not being able to fix things. Im a natural born fixer, I want to fix what hurts everyone. Some people adopt stray animals, I use to adopt stray people. I want to make things right and good. I dont like not being able to hug it away.
Please say some prayers for me…for my son…for my family…this is going to pass I know it is and for whatever purpose it is to serve I know all things work together for the good of those who love God…I know good will come and things will be great again. No Ill never again be in control or ever again be the fixer for my grown children but it will be good again.
Remember us please with good thoughts, prayers, whatever you wish that is good send it our way.