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I was just reading your email from this morning...... poor baby...... I know what it's like NOT to have someone to take care of YOU once in a while. Some days I'm so tired of being the matriarch of this family..... the provider, the care taker, the bill payer,..... the you-name-it.... that I just want to cry. Some days I'd give just about anything to have someone take care of me. Then I get angry. I have been out of make-up for 8 months.... because I didn't feel I could justify the expense on myself with other bills waiting. Then the boys come home and can't eat at the house because they are going out to eat at a restaurant. And we drive through town and they point out to me that they've eaten at that restaurant and that one and another one..... places I haven't even been inside of, much less eaten at. I'm the one making the car payment, making the insurance payment, buying the team shirts. and on and on and on...... they take all THAT for granted (as they should)..... but, damn it, just ONCE I wish someone would acknowledge MY contribution without me having to POINT IT OUT. It doesn't count if you have to point it out.
So, my friend, I recognize what you have done and how much you have held the 'family' together. I ALSO understand the lack of acknowledgement from those you have helped, even though it is appreciated by them. Even rocks have feelings.
Hey, as my life goes on, I've come to appreciate friends more than lovers when it comes to making it through tough times. We all dream of them being one and the same..... but fewer of us believe in Santa Claus than we used to.
Hang in there, amiga.
Rox
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