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FREEDOM!!!~Sept. 21, 2002~ I took my folks to the airport this morning. In a way, it was a bit depressing to do, as it was nice having them here. But at the same time, it was great getting rid of them. Getting my life back to some semblence of normalacy, though I'm not sure if it will ever really be the same. I'll always be a survivor. A survivor of child abuse. A survivor of rape. A survivor of spousal abuse. A survivor of numerous car accidents. And now, a survivor of cancer. It's like another label has been put on me. I was actually talking to Don, my step-dad, about that just the other day. Before I had the boys, I was Heather. After I had the boys, I've been "The Mother of the Twins" I'll always be that, and eventually by "The Mother-in-Law" as well as a few others in between I'm sure. It seems, sometimes, that that is all I'm composed of, the label, particularly the ones revolving arounf the boys. But than there are others, like this morning, when my mom leaned over and hugged me, telling me that though I'm a mommy myself, I'm still her baby girl, and she'll always worry about me, that I remember I'm more than just that. And that's a nice feeling. Did you miss something? Check and see... |
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