Hello and thank you for joining me on this emotional roller coaster that I would never wish on anyone. If you've never been to this blog before let me tell you some things that might help you. Its better to start at the beginning and for me that was 12/30/2009...if you look to the right you will see blog archive,you can start at the top and work your way down.The beginning is April 18, 2010, It just makes it easier. And everyone please feel free to leave comments or anything you want. I know alot of you have your own special memories that maybe you want to share. Its up to you. I will tell you that this blog is very blunt and very real. Im sorry if it offends anyone , thats not my intention. When I first starting writing it I knew that I would end up telling alot of my little "secrets". But , for me to find my healing I had to face who I really was and the life history that has made me the woman I am today.These are my opinions and views. But, ultimately this is for me not you. So , thank you again and may God bless u.



Cina



Wednesday, May 5, 2010

01/28/2010- My sister to the rescue....

Today my sister comes and she sees me. She sees that I am a mess. She sees that Im not going to make it if I stay here. Im going with her...

She feels the sadness in my house. She comes and sits in my room and just cries and cries with me.
"I came here to comfort you" she says. "But , I am just overcome with sadness here."
I pack some things and I come back with her to Texas City. Im around people now and its not so hard. It still hurts but Im around people who love me. These are people who loved my son too. They know how special he was because he touched their lives too.
We are at a friends house and they are making a big breakfast for everyone. My friend has alot of little kids and they are all sitting at the bar and watching their daddy cook breakfast in the kitchen.
Im looking at them and my heart begins to sink...
Phillip loved to eat, he would have been so happy happy if he was here right now.
Here comes the sadness....

I look and one of her kids is looking at me . I guess hes around 3. A quiet boy with a beautiful face. Hes looking at me and Im looking at him and he looks up to the ceiling. Hes looking up and then he looks back to me and smiles this huge big smile.

My heart jumped out of my body....that was my SON!
He is here with me and he doesnt want me sad. That was his way of showing me that hes here. He hasnt left me. How could he?

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