Tag: proud

dying

Easter egg dying at my parents house…with a ton of cousins. That’s where my 2 boys are tonight.. its where my big girl should be too.. . .me too actually. I always said I wasn’t going to stay.. that I was going to drop my kids and leave… I never did though. .. .till this year. I knew I would be of no help.. just looking at the table of smiling faces missing my daughter. I am nervous for Easter. But I can’t run from holidays and gatherings for ever. . ¬†Because missing these events doesnt save me from the emotions.. it just delays them. Instead tonight I am in her room writing.. looking at the offerings from her brothers all over the room. The giant card from Jonathan’s valentines celebration at school. A batman symbol. Her doll in a high chair now with food and drink in front of[…]