Blue Heart
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Simon told me I was going to cry when he moved out but I was confident I wouldn't. And I didn't. I secretly felt bad that I didn't - what kind of cold-hearted mother am I?
I was driving home from work yesterday feeling sad. I thought it was about a thing at work even though I told myself, "That's dumb, it's not personal. Snap out of it, you moron."
Then I thought about Simon and the tears came. That's it! It's about Simon.
Steve had his back to me when I walked in the house. He turned around to find me with outstretched arms, the universal symbol for I Need a Hug.
"Awww, what's the matter?"
Said like Laurie Petrie, "I-I-I miss Simon."
"I knew this would hit you sooner or later."
"Me too. I just didn't know when. It's now."
And then I was fine.
The end.
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Simon told me I was going to cry when he moved out but I was confident I wouldn't. And I didn't. I secretly felt bad that I didn't - what kind of cold-hearted mother am I?I was driving home from work yesterday feeling sad. I thought it was about a thing at work even though I told myself, "That's dumb, it's not personal. Snap out of it, you moron."
Then I thought about Simon and the tears came. That's it! It's about Simon.
Steve had his back to me when I walked in the house. He turned around to find me with outstretched arms, the universal symbol for I Need a Hug.
"Awww, what's the matter?"
Said like Laurie Petrie, "I-I-I miss Simon."
"I knew this would hit you sooner or later."
"Me too. I just didn't know when. It's now."
And then I was fine.
The end.
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Labels: Life Update, What I'm Working On
posted by Stefani at 5:26 AM
3 Comments:
Well I know how you feel. I legally adopted both of my younger children (the other 6 kids are heart string adopted, we adopted each other). They came to us as toddlers with emotional, and mental problems, Plus they were drug babies. Well we tried to work with them, get the right schooling, therapy, etc. But sometimes they require more of a residential treatment center, than just a mom trying to break her neck to fix them, and help them. So first I had to place my son in aresidential treatment center in Utah. The best one I had found with all the research I have done. But we live in Calif., and that is a long way to travel just for a weekend visit. He has been there 19 months. And then just 6 months ago, we had to place my daughter there too. It has been tough! But it was to save their lives, so I had to do it. But they are so far away, and they are 16 and 17, and still need their mom. Or at least she still needs them. So I know how you feel. You are going along fine, and then out of the blue BAMMM! It hits you, and no amount of craft shopping, no amount of projects, or online talking helps. You just miss them!! So hang in there it sometimes does not get any easier. But we know they had to leave someday. Hang in there!Cheryl M.
When my oldest son moved out and I visited him at his new apartment, I suddenly started crying because there was "no air circulation". WAAAAHHH!! You gotta cry sometime!
I didn't cry when Leigh moved out until I found out that SHE cried!
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