Okay, I am stronger than that…. For me to spend a day in tears is not right. Sorry to the Farmer but this is your daughter and she is fighting oh so hard.
What am I fighting for? I am fighting for the woman you married, and brought into my life, the Woman who looked at me and said “Yup, I will accept her as my daughter, even thou I did not give birth to her, but she’s a cutie and I accept her”
Who told you bring her home, when she knew what I was dealing with, Sorry to the Farmer, Momma knew, she loved me even then.
Momma and I have private conversations all the time. I understand them, so does she. Todays conversation blew my shit right out of the water…When she said to me “Joanne Dutch”… I went back right there to it. You see I was in a marraige that was very abusive, I’ve never said anything until now because I have 2 kids by that alliance. And since then, their Daddy comitted suicide. I have always thought, that if I never said anything bad about their Daddy then it was all good.
Momma lived that with me today….PDD is a blessing and a curse at the same time. Simply for the fact she is re-living MY life and making me see what happened. Like I have said I have cried buckets today, but ya know what…
I’ve lived it, survived it and I have a wonderful man in the Electrician who takes care of me and makes sure I’m ok….