Tuesday, October 6, 2009
I am trying to find the right words for this post. For the past...let's say 5 months I have been uneasy, about my house, my marriage, my existence. I have questioned where I actually belong, where my so called "station" in life is grounded. I fear losing "it", whatever "it" may be, I guess I have always questioned trust, and honesty. BUT today, I believe that I trusted that I would hear that my daughter's 6 month check up would be nothing but "she is perfect" "Moving right along". The Doctor's apprehension could have been A LOT worse, I know, the what if's are a lot easier to look at than the what are's, nevertheless, I am thinking about both. My girl needs evaluating, she needs assessment, she is my perfect girl, but something is not allowing her to be that to everyone else. She will be, I don't doubt it, she is amazing and strong, and even as imperfect, she is amazingly perfect.