I understand your anger but please think of this. We just returned for WDW yesterday. My daughter is 9 and I know that visit will be her last “magical vacation” where she truly believes in princesses and all that is magic. While I know I can’t let fear and worry run our lives, I can’t stop wondering if we are sick. We were very good about washing our hands and sanitizing after every handle ride. Still I am overwhelmed with fear that my persistence to go endangered my children. Rationally, I know 80% of cases are mild and healthy children are a low risk, but the guilt and fear I feel for my family is unspeakable. Please try to think on the bright side and feel grateful that your family is well and that your son sleeps in comfort in his own home.
If it were me, I would tell my kids that Mickey wants to keep us safe and asks if we can visit another day. He is cleaning and making his park even better. I am so sorry our world is unwell. Sending prayers for comfort and health. Austin Convention Center 8am playing #1 ranked team, Alamo. Saturday. These cute cousins better dominate the court!
Cat and I had a wonderful weekend in Buda by ourselves. I was sick as a dog and she tweaked her ankle. It was all worth it bc she asked to be in her Tik Tok video otw home. Milestone serious! Next weekend Addie plays in get first big tourny in Leander you ready? .
I know we pushed it all to the limit
And I know I won't give you up for a minute If it's alright, if it's alright Maybe we just got lost in the madness Can we let go and forgive everything and make it alright? And it's alright Streetlights glow now So let's find a way home Streetlights glow now And it's alright, and it's alright And it's alright (It's alright Have you ever tried to tell someone how you feel with tears steaming down your face and the words just do not penetrate understanding. Then they tell you that you are wrong because that is not how they feel. My feelings are ridiculous and out of proportion. . I grew up with a narcissist whose only their feelings exist then I married one. After another failed attempt to share myself, I stop talking and do my best to compartmentalize my anger and grief.
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