Monday, July 03, 2006
PITY PARTY
Here it is July 3rd....Fireworks are being shot off at the Wharf and I'm sitting here ... all alone... feeling sorry for myself. Hubby decided to stay at camp, at my urging, Baby girl is out with Mr. Perfect and Their friends and the Big guy is in his very own apartment. Hubby and I had invites to several parties but I opted out. For 15 years we've been having a family 'thing' at camp. Fire on the beach, sparklers, smores, watching the fireworks display over the water. There have always been a dozen or more people with us and every one has always had a good time. THIS year everything CHANGED (there's that nasty word again). I waited all day for my baby to change her mind and decide to spend a 'tradition' 4th with us...but it didn't happen. It's not that I'm mad at her, this is the first time that she's been able to watch the fireworks at the wharf with all of her friends...It just HURTS to realize that she'd rather be with them then with me... I KNOW... I KNOW...It's normal...but that doesn't make it hurt any less. Big guy had to work so he couldn't come, Sister and family chose not to come up this year too, they are having a party at their house tomorrow and stayed to prepare...I'm not mad at them either...just disappointed that things can't stay the same. I know that they all still LOVE me and maybe even need me, a little, But I guess I just needed to feel sorry for myself for a little while anyway.
Change change go away....
Tomorrow WILL be a better day.... :)
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