MOTHER WARRIORS
Spent most of yesterday reading this book.
Spent most of yesterday crying.
Spent most of yesterday picking at old scabs, only to find they aren't that old, or resilient, they are easily removed, and underneath is a festering ooze of anger.
Spent most of yesterday pissed off at doctors that told me nothing was wrong, support people that weren't, and everyone on the planet with typical children.
Spent most of yesterday completely turned upside down after reading the account of the mother with the 30-year-old son, still living at home, hiring prostitutes and treating them like his girlfriends.
That did me in.
Mostly.
But not entirely.
And that's what makes us warriors, right? Almost being done in, but not entirely?
Over and over again.
And again.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
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Carrie,you are my Hero.Love to you!!
Yes, over and over again.
This afternoon I rescued Evan, who had run out of gas IN THE PARKING LOT at his work. It was frustrating and crazy, especially because I know I'll be doing the same kind of thing as long as I live.
But it could be worse. For a long time, we didn't think he'd ever have a license.
So you keep getting up. You keep trying. You're thankful for every baby step forward.
And thankful for those who share the journey.
Bless you, Carrie. And Your Jenny, too.
Oh, dear. Thank goodness for the callouses that build up over time as we revisit those old wounds.
Please remember to pat yourself on the back over and over again, too.
Love.
Wow! You are truly a warrior, Carrie. One I admire and love and adore!
Keep fighting!
Yes, it is. Fight on, little Mommy warrior!
They're perfect synonyms - mother and warrior.
You sound worn out woman.
Took Katie to Fort Edmonton yesterday, their last day open for eight months. She had a blast, wagon ride, danced to metis music, met lots of babies and had ice cream.
Now that I'm not responsible for all of her care, she fills me up instead of draining me dry.
Yes, you are a strong, brave woman-warrior.
I know so little about this subject - I learn so much from your site - I seen Jenny on Oprah and now reading your reaction I really need to get this book!!
Hugs and Love to you... Warrior Woman.
One minute at a time Sweetie.
The mother of the 30 year old is not you.
Focus on the dimple, okay Mommy-kins?
I can't read her books. I will not read ANY more books about recovery. That isn't our journey, and I have spent way too much time pissed off:)
Yes, there's that. And then there's RoJo, patron saint of the Snack Shack, who leaves me breathless with his observations and goodness.
You are lucky, my good friend. Very lucky.
Not to discount the pain.
But remember...Our Mary was a Warrior Mother, too.
You still my heart.
Aww, you know what?? You bet your ass that is what makes you a warrior!!! That is enough.
:)
Ah, I can't say as I exactly want to read the book now.
Saw your Jenny on Ellen today. She rocks! You rock!
I can see you on Ellen! Different color couch, but hey, think about it!
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