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Much better for now
I think I'm in a much better place right now, at least for now. I've been feeling massive sorry for myself for the past week or so and that is only making things worse.
It finally dawned on me, that I am feeling rather alone and abanadoned at the moment due to circumstances beyond my control, but that I do have the power to change it.
Warren is growing up, and starting to separate. His friends are becomming more important and he is developing his own self and his own ideas. He doesn't want to spend all his free time with mom anymore. Normal? yes Hard on mom? you better believe it!!
His attitude has improved greatly in the last few days and he is starting to show more respect, most of the time, and not mouth off as much to impress his friends. Yesterday he actually thanked me twice for doing something for him. He also didn't smart back once when I layed in to him for some mouthyness, but rather just looked at me, like somebody turned on a switch and said, "Sure".
He needs a lot of work and its going to be an interesting journey, but he is showing me signs of the old Warren I know and love. The kid'll be alright I think.
The other thing I finally realized as I was moping on my way to work the other day, is that this is the year that will mark the 10th anniversary of my father's death. The fact that Warren is separating the same year is just makin things harder. Add in that my moods seem to be all over the map at any given point and it is no wonder I'm not most pleasant to be around at times.
Its also a bit of a bothersome point for me that, for some reason deaths in my family have a strong tendency to happen in December, particuarly the week before Christmas. My Grandfather, Grandmother, Father and Uncle (Aunts husband), all died in about the same week in December (in different years). Freaky!! So December is usually not a good month for me, at least not since 1996.
I'm still catching up on diaries and such. My keyboard finally went belly up the other day. It was limping along for a long time, but Warren finally got frsutrated with it, and tossed it the other day, pretty much putting it out of all our misery, so I had to get a new one.
I so don't want to work Sunday's anymore
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Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.