Can I have some?
welcome to my blog.
a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.
i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*
then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.
eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.
i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.
and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.
munch up.
Baby
My heart sometimes aches.
There is a new born son in my ward.
I wanted to hold him.
But was scared to as well.
The words just escaped my mouth.
I hardly had dinner.
I held that baby so his mother could eat.
I didn't cry.
My heart didn't ache.
I held him.
And his mother ate.
So precious.
I hope I can repay her.
Because she helped me.
3 comments:
SherrieLynn, I'm so sorry for your loss and I admire your strength in working through this. I think this was a big step for you.
You do have tremendous strength!
...I hope you don't mind that I added you as a link on my blog...
So beautiful!
Thank you for sharing.
Much love,
your sister :)
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