MIM No Day In The College Park
It is one of those days that are just grey enough that you don’t want to move off the couch or out of bed but not bad enough to claim “Hey its a book in bed day”. I wanted to start a blog so bad so I started this and thought the name was a good fit, at least for me. But then I also thought….I cant spell, my grammar sucks, who would ever want to read about me complaining or venting or day de`jour. I don’t know, I guess I have decided that this blog is going to be just for me. My little couch in space that I can lay back and say what I want, how I want, when I want and if you read it great (why???)but great and if you don’t it doesnt matter because it is not for you.
Boy was that selfish…but here in my little place I can be and right now I am laying on the floor screaming and crying, kicking my feet and punching my hands because I want my daughter back. I want the little girl that would come up and ask why the sky is blue and whether I had an answer or not it was good enough. But no….this last Sat. we took our first born child and dropped her off at her college that she wanted to go to so bad. When it was time for us to leave she did not seem to care, she didn’t even walk us down. As we got to the truck we saw this mother and daughter crying because the daughter didn’t want to be left…..then my daughters room mates family came down with their daughter and took pictures. I guess I just wanted that or at least some of that. My husband says I should be proud of the confident daughter we raised, but the mommy is not done yet. Will she ever be?
