My first two people canceled for tomorrow morning, meaning I get to sleep in a little. So I have been trolling around on the internet, and took one last look here before toddling off to bed.
I just wanted to say quickly, that maybe I won't be carrying all of this pain to my grave. Maybe I am puking it up here, examining it and getting rid of it. Maybe it will dry up and blow away during a good emotional storm, or maybe I will have to get down on my hands and knees with hot, soapy water. But just maybe, this is part of the cleansing process.
And, sister, I am letting you in - as much as I am capable of trust, I am opening my soul for you...
I was a 4-H leader for years. Once we had a project where we dissected owl pellets. Maybe that's what you and I are doing here - examining, analyzing what we swallowed!!!
If I ever locked you in a closet, I apologize...really and truly apologize. I remember putting tape on S#4 and S#5's mouths and making them sit in the front room. (So much for their perfect childhood!) I just couldn't stand the noise any more - they were purposely teasing and harassing me when I was babysitting. Probably the only way to hold their own in our family. I was cracking up by age 13.
Exhausted, Off to bed with me!!!
Love from Clare
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