Normal..........
Normal. What is normal? Seems like over the past several days I've seen so many "normal" families. Set next to me and my family, I feel so not normal. I've actually (for the most part) always felt good about not being "normal," but yesterday as I sat watching Will's soccer game I was thinking that I'd give anything to just be part of a normal family. A mom and dad who love and respect each other, who had common goals for the kids and for the family. Friends. Plans for the weekend........I'm just having a bad day.
(And on top of everything else (including a kitty in heat), my scroll-wheel just broke on my mouse. Ugh! Who knew that a scroll-wheel breaking could be a "last straw?" :P)
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Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry....I have that feeling too a lot - just the other night I was juggling cubscouts with Michan, a party for Michaela, and Mallory, and I was sneaking out of the cubscout meeting to pick the girls up, and thinking "My son will be the only one here without a parent, because I simply can't be in two places at one time." I cried in the car.
I have no magic formula for you, I've been doing it for over three years and it still hurts at times, but know that I'm always here for you if you need a shoulder to cry on.
Hugs,
Marissa
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