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what is love and why do things change

 Love, to me, is knowing when you come home, you have arms to fall into. Someone who sees your side, and sides with you, but can also point out where your wrong, when you are. Love is being able to tell your deepest darkest things about yourself and knowing they will not go anywhere. To me that is love. I think love is different for everyone. I totally understand falling out of love as well. Falling out of love sucks for the one that you have fallen out of love with, but also for you if you have fallen out of love. Telling someone this is never easy I would think.

 I am still madly in love with my husband. That is not what this blog is about. My husband welcomes me home, loves me when I am ugly, sticks by my side when I am a bitch and holds me when I am upset.

 My mom, has fallen out of love. Quite a while ago I believe. its taken some time, and someone new, to finally convince her that, she needs to come clean, admit that she is not in love and do something about it. Of course that is never easy, and when the someone your with is mentally and physically challenged in ways, well I am certain you feel even more badly about saying what you have to say...

 So my mom is leaving her boy friend of 13 years. She has fallen in love with someone else, and he makes her happy. Why shouldn't she be happy? My mom does anything for anybody any time. She would give her last dollar to a cracked out hooker if she felt like it would help her in anyway. My mom is the most selfless person I know. I am happy that she is ready to do something for herself, and for her own happiness. At the same time I am sad. Sad for the changes in store, and sad for her boyfriend. I try to think heck maybe he feels the same way she's felt for so long and he feels stuck as well. I do not think that is the case though.

 The kids wonder if he's still going to be their "papa" and if the new boyfriend will also be their "papa" I don't have answers to either question. I remember my parents separating when I was about 10. I don't remember it being this hard. I think when your 10 you think less about how someones life might be turned upside down because of a decision like this... Your too busy thinking only about your own world, that is flip flopping every moment parents together or apart.

 speaking of parents... My dad never has responded to my letter. This hurts. In my heart I guess I knew, that he would not respond. I didn't really want to even send the stupid letter. It sucks that someone who was your parent, who cared for you and all that, just can give up and let go so easily. It sucks to feel like you were disposable. That is how I feel though.

 Work went much better today. Even though they forgot to give me my raise on my check... Next check should have it, and that is cool I guess. So far all 3 new girls are sticking. Been almost 3 weeks for the first 2. That is almost a new record!

 The kids are doing great. School year routine is in effect and going pretty well. Bedtime is early and I get time to myself with my husband and that helps lower the stress levels in our home.

 I am really worried about my mom. Her safety. I know her boyfriend loves her, but I just hope he doesn't love her so much that he flips out when she tells him she's leaving. Its always been in the back of my mind that he might... I would hate for him to hurt himself and her feel like it was her fault and even more so I pray that he will not do anything to harm her if he gets upset. I pray for her strength and his understanding with everything I have. I am hopeful it will go smoothly and he will still be the kids "papa" and they can remain friends.

 Lets go, on to tomorrow. Friday. Bring it!

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