2/23/19
Dear world,
I have feelings and they matter. The one person that is supposed to embody this philosophy are your children. You raise them to love and cherish you, but what happens when they are in their teens and made to idolize others that have different philosophies and there is not a thing you can do about it. You feel replaced and the title that you have is shared with someone when you should be comparable to none. . PS to all children- Your Mother is a one of a kind, one and only. God chose her for you for his very own reasons and you should cherish all of the lessons she teaches you, even the ones of what not to do.
Ive never asked to choose sides, but ive prayed all of my life that my daughter would choose me because I am her mother, the birthgiver, the one person that worked so hard for her to never realize we were poor when she was growing up. It seems on the flip side of my coin as if the universe were against me. .She idolizes her father- the person who ripped her away from her mother when she was sick and begged to stay with momma but they didn't care , took her and hid her regardless of how sick I was about it ( a few times- once when she was a baby and once when she was a teenager) , and was so self centered about every move he made about her life( he just wanted her to move in with him so he wouldn't have to pay the measly child support monthly and he could control her every move).
Flash forward to her 20s and she makes every effort to have me in her life but theres still that pedestal that her step mother is on. Im reminded of it every time I hear her say "my mom" to someone and then say "no, the other one"
I AM NOT THE OTHER ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM THE ONE that birthed her, that sacrificed my life to give her everything I could so the standard of living she was accustomed to was higher so she would strive for higher. I was the person that raised her ALONE and busted my butt working two jobs so she didn't have to go without. But do you know where im penalized-- flash back to how she idolizes her father--- she thinks im shit. she has this secret hatred for me and I know someway somehow it was fueled by her dad and step mom. they have this philosophy that people that aren't like them ( however they see it) are lesser people. ive lived in this shadow from the second I left her father- the shadow of a woman that thinks she is the best WOMAN and the picture of how woman should be and anyone not meeting up to that standard is the lesser person. ive tried to create a shadow of an independent woman, one who doesn't need a man but wants one and ive been faulted by these people that are in charge of creating my image to my daughter. I can only hope and pray that one day she realizes my struggles and see that I strived to set the bar high enough that she can meet and exceed those goals and she wouldn't have to struggle like I did.
I do realize that one of my biggest downfalls is I make a picture of how I want my life to be ( or relationships, scenarios etc) and when they don't match the image in my mind, im disappointed.
I also realize that I am way further ahead in the relationship that I do have with my daughter as I was three years ago when Ollie was born ( and I wasn't even notified- we were fighting because she told me I would never keep my grandsons overnight, yet her dad and stepmom kept them all the time) . she calles me every day, sometimes a few times a day, she makes it a point to make sure I get to see my grandsons so I really should appreciate what I do have even if it falls slightly short of how I want our relationship to be ( like I had with my mother). I was thrilled to get to go to the Zoo with them and I just want to be around to have a relationship with them. I feel in my heart of hearts that I truly only have 10-15 years because of my Stage IV cancer. I want to make the best of it so for that reason I never mention this to Katelyn. I don't have enough time to waste 6 more months of being mad. I want to cherish every moment I get- I just want her to want to make more moments but shes probably like me when my mom told me she was terminal.... I didn't want to face it. the thought of my mother not being alive was devastating so I chose to ignore it and I cheated myself out of a lot of memories and time spent with my mom. I don't know how to present that to her without putting a pressure on our relationship. I need her to know that I love her more than life and breath itself. ive only ever once felt like my life was in immediate danger and the first thing I did was text her that I loved her. she knew it was odd- I was having an allergic reaction to Macadamia nuts. in all honesty I feel like we are very much alike but shes not fond of herself and blames me for how she is. its weird but shes a good person, shes the person I always wanted to be. she doesn't take crap from anyone ( except her dad, bc he does no wrong) and I was never more proud than when she told me about the time she defended a battered woman. shes done a lot more in my life than I have and im so happy she got to experience all the things she has. I love her so much and I would do anything for her and wish her nothing but amazing things to happen. Shes about to have Baby Boy #3 and I cant wait to meet Asher Allen around about April 21, 2019