If I don't boast enough about my daughters, it's only because I don't want to be accused of being an "obnoxious" mommy but I sure love them both.
As I look at where my life was BD (before divorce) and where I am AD (After Divorce), I don't know where I would be if I didn't have my girls to get me through some moments. They saw me cry many tears. They saw through the "trying to be tough and smile and laugh" in spite of them knowing that I was crying and so very angry inside. They encouraged me to believe that I am beautiful and loving and a wonderful woman. In fact, I have saved voice mails and even emails and letters that I listen to and read over and over again.
As much as they have been here for me, I do my best to be there for them. That doesn't mean that they don't respect me as mommy because they do but they will say in a heartbeat, my mom is my one of my closest friends...and I believe that with all of my heart.
Today, my TV Boo called me and asked if I could rescue her. I didn't know what kind of rescuing she needed but I told her I was there. Turns out, she wanted me to keep her company while she grocery shopped. So I did. She put stuff in the cart while I marveled over items..."Oh loo, pumpkin butter!" "That Wasabi Teriyaki sauce sounds delicious!"
It may not seem like much but when it comes down to it, these are the moments that memories are made of. Nothing is a chore when it comes to spending time with my girls. They both have wonderful guys in their lives and I have a terrific son in law and maybe one to be BUT, there is no greater joy than to still spend time laughing and sharing with them. With them, there's no hiding the real me...they have seen me even when I was ashamed to see "me" and they accept me more than anything, just as I am.
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