Jason's Dream
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Today was my birthday. A bit bittersweet. Jason was the first person to wish me a happy birthday (after it took me several times to figure out what he was trying to tell me.). My parents did a cookout and my sister came over. Jason had pooped, and again, his sisters decided to drop the ball and be MIA again. Thankful for my Dad and how he is willing to help me. Fed Jason and then myself,.. did the same with cake. Did the usual, change diapers, change baby's clothes, laundry, dishes.. etc. Just hard I guess, cause I just turned 32, and if I get to thinking about my life, .. it hurts. I just signed my sweetheart into hospice last week. I am about to be a widow at the ripe "old" age of 32 and a single mom to 2 young children. At times, there is no help and I am soo wore out and tired at times... and no relief to do anything for myself. I feel like I get up and walk like an old woman these days.
Just hard.. and even with all the people around me.. at times, I couldn't feel more alone.
Just hard.. and even with all the people around me.. at times, I couldn't feel more alone.