It's been a week I won't forget at work.
I'm confronted (not directly but as a close witness) to violence and deep human pain. I do admire my colleagues who make so many efforts despite the frustration (of not being able to help most of the people who come to us).
When I leave work, I do not, I can't.. feel *light*.
Friends are really helpful here.
I hope one day I meet someone who'll bring me tenderness and comfort and dreams when I come back home.
But I'm so closed to deep relationship. So dry. I've built a wall, no doubt.
I really should start to break it..
Thursday, October 11, 2012
One year later
Been a year now I'm a single mom, and oh god, how much better it feels now than months and months ago!
Had to take a sleeping pill though to be sure i'll sleep this time. It worked wonderfully.
And, well... Been 10 years now I am the happiest mama!
Celebrating the Lola's birthday with a smile on the face was very hard last year,
but very easy this year :)
Had to take a sleeping pill though to be sure i'll sleep this time. It worked wonderfully.And, well... Been 10 years now I am the happiest mama!
Celebrating the Lola's birthday with a smile on the face was very hard last year,
but very easy this year :)
Labels:
devils,
lola,
love,
motherhood
Friday, October 5, 2012
I confess I am just a mom
People do not get it usually when i tell them i miss my babies when they're not around.
I miss them so much! It's just not natural for me, a mother, to not have my kids near me. Well, yeah ok,it's great to have free time... but usually I'm not in the mood to go out.
I don't even dare telling people how much I miss them because people think I focus too much on them.
* shrugging*
It's just painful, can't help it.
I miss them so much! It's just not natural for me, a mother, to not have my kids near me. Well, yeah ok,it's great to have free time... but usually I'm not in the mood to go out.I don't even dare telling people how much I miss them because people think I focus too much on them.
* shrugging*
It's just painful, can't help it.
Labels:
love,
motherhood,
sadness
Little pride
When someone ask about my job... I naturally answer I am a a part-time painter and part-time assistant in humanitarian organisation.
The feed back is so positive that it makes me proud. A bit. If I can succeed in both jobs, I will be really proud.
The feed back is so positive that it makes me proud. A bit. If I can succeed in both jobs, I will be really proud.
Can't find the English word
for "insouciance".
I remember that time of my life when my personal life was so stable and secure, so comfortable that any problem wasn't a real problem.
I think I lost a lot of myself and childhood a year ago, when my ex left.
Today, everything is complicate; I can't say, I can't guess what tomorrow will be made of.
In the last days, I fought so much for my babies and myself, found myself talking to a wall, which is so weird. Scary.
I hope one day I can wake up without feeling the weight of y own life. I want to feel light again, to laugh with my babes without worrying that much.
That will happen.
I remember that time of my life when my personal life was so stable and secure, so comfortable that any problem wasn't a real problem.
I think I lost a lot of myself and childhood a year ago, when my ex left.
Today, everything is complicate; I can't say, I can't guess what tomorrow will be made of.
In the last days, I fought so much for my babies and myself, found myself talking to a wall, which is so weird. Scary.
I hope one day I can wake up without feeling the weight of y own life. I want to feel light again, to laugh with my babes without worrying that much.
That will happen.
Labels:
love,
motherhood,
surviving
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