alltherage
orgasmic inDucktion
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- Dec 9, 2001
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I am sitting here at 1 am trying to stay awake because i am afraid to sleep. My little girl broke her arm today. My hands are still shaking and I am waiting for even the faintest call of mommy. I sit here and read, and post some, and my mind is literally 15 feet from me in a little girls bed. I search in vain for ways to take the hurt away. To find a time machine and take back that damn moment. Of course i cannot.
I like to think that I am many things. A teacher, student, sometimes writer, a lover, and someone in touch with the world. I enjoy my opinions and expressing them adds something to my sometimes fragile ego. All of this and so much more goes into making me me. But in the end what am I?
Today and everyday I am mommy. God i love and hate that. I love what they give me and their undenialable need. I hate that there is no way to protect them from this sick and cruel world. I want to. With all my heart i want to. I know i can't. To many of you a broken arm must seem a little thing. She is 6. I can only say it is not. It may be inevitable. Pain it seems always is. Knowing that is no comfort. Tonight I am crushed. She will never know just how much. The Mom in me won't allow that. Mommies you see are supposed to make things better. Fix it mommy. Make it stop mommy. I just wish i could.
I like to think that I am many things. A teacher, student, sometimes writer, a lover, and someone in touch with the world. I enjoy my opinions and expressing them adds something to my sometimes fragile ego. All of this and so much more goes into making me me. But in the end what am I?
Today and everyday I am mommy. God i love and hate that. I love what they give me and their undenialable need. I hate that there is no way to protect them from this sick and cruel world. I want to. With all my heart i want to. I know i can't. To many of you a broken arm must seem a little thing. She is 6. I can only say it is not. It may be inevitable. Pain it seems always is. Knowing that is no comfort. Tonight I am crushed. She will never know just how much. The Mom in me won't allow that. Mommies you see are supposed to make things better. Fix it mommy. Make it stop mommy. I just wish i could.
