It seems to me that when monumental events happen in my life I can never find the words I need.
Tonight Sister #3 and the Tibbles moved into Supergenius HQ. They needed a safe place to go and I’m the only one with the room to house them all. Everyone is safe and nobody’s hurt, at least physically.
When Sister #3 tried to explain to Cade how they lived here now and how he wouldn’t be able to see Daddy for a while my heart fell out of my chest and broke into 93 pieces. That sure as hell hurt.
I’m scared. I’m scared for so many reasons that I cannot even name or number them all.
My fear is keeping me from seeing the good things. My sister and the boys are all unharmed, they have a warm safe place to go, I won’t become a shut-in now when my job ends.
These are all the things that are good.
Wow. Bummer for sis and Cade. Let’s all go kick daddy in his balls, want to?!! BAD daddy. Try not to be afeared. The Universal Mind will take care of you and make sure you don’t have to live under a bridge. No guarantees about the gas station job though… :o) Practice saying “Would you like a cherry squishy with that purchase of petrol?”
I’ve been there.
It gets better. The kids get better.
It will work out.
been in a situation like yours recently as well (why the heck do you keep copying my life?) – you’ll have to be the rock for the emotions that are running high all around you, but you will probably need some you time to decompress too. might i suggest using some of that free time to send me a story or two? 🙂
A safe place and lots of hugs will work wonders and aid the healing.
Glad everyone is safe…things always go certain ways for a reason and it’s got to be a comfort to you and to Sister that you had a place for them to be where they feel safe and loved. Thinking about you.