I just don't care anymore.
About what I used too.
Oh wait. Yes I do.
I just don't desire to talk about it much. Especially on Facebook.
I took a break from there, and while I go back often again now, I just don't have that urge to post about passionate, caustic things.
I'd rather post about Jeremiah. Which has caused me to lose a few 'friends' I've noticed. But really...it doesn't bother me. I have all the friends I need and want. People who know me and understand me, fault and all. People who don't expect me to be perfect. People who except my mistakes, small or big. Maybe I'm mean...maybe I'm being hormonal. But I don't have time for people who are so ready to take offence, who don't take the time to understand.
This is stuff I've had 'brewing' on and off for a few years.
I've been told some interesting things since my son died. Things that I shouldn't have been, things that maybe I did need to hear, but not in the moment it was given. Things that just boggled my mind...and still do, quite frankly.
But all of these things only make me stronger, make me realize that life is short...I need to let go. Let go of those who don't want to be in my life. And not take offence to their choice. Because lets face it...we ALL can't be buddy buddy, because then it would be boring, ;)
So anyways...yeah I post about Jeremiah. I'm THAT mom. My facebook is taken over my my children, and articles about them. According to the feminist movement, I'm helping to set it back a few decades.
Swell!!!
I'm okay with that. :p
About what I used too.
Oh wait. Yes I do.
I just don't desire to talk about it much. Especially on Facebook.
I took a break from there, and while I go back often again now, I just don't have that urge to post about passionate, caustic things.
I'd rather post about Jeremiah. Which has caused me to lose a few 'friends' I've noticed. But really...it doesn't bother me. I have all the friends I need and want. People who know me and understand me, fault and all. People who don't expect me to be perfect. People who except my mistakes, small or big. Maybe I'm mean...maybe I'm being hormonal. But I don't have time for people who are so ready to take offence, who don't take the time to understand.
This is stuff I've had 'brewing' on and off for a few years.
I've been told some interesting things since my son died. Things that I shouldn't have been, things that maybe I did need to hear, but not in the moment it was given. Things that just boggled my mind...and still do, quite frankly.
But all of these things only make me stronger, make me realize that life is short...I need to let go. Let go of those who don't want to be in my life. And not take offence to their choice. Because lets face it...we ALL can't be buddy buddy, because then it would be boring, ;)
So anyways...yeah I post about Jeremiah. I'm THAT mom. My facebook is taken over my my children, and articles about them. According to the feminist movement, I'm helping to set it back a few decades.
Swell!!!
I'm okay with that. :p
That's all my post's are really ever about is my daughter, I then print it out at the end of each year and I will give them all to her for her college graduation!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great idea!!! :) I bet she'll love them. :)
ReplyDeleteI love you, the woman you are, the wife you are, the mother you are. Your well spoken/written words of wisdom and beliefs. Your quest for healthy living, your passion for photography...I love you for you, and am grateful for you in my life.
ReplyDeleteAw, thank you Kristen <3 I am grateful for you as well. Thank you...
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