Happy Birthday little Eleanor from the grandmother who isn’t allowed into your life. Please know I was so escited when I knew you were coming. I told everyone. Even people I didn’t know. Becasue I ws so excited that I was going to be a MeeMaw. But I don’t know what happened. Somewhere between celebrating with your mom to now I was told I am not welcome. So here is the only place I can tell you how much you mean to me. I counted the days until your arrial,… I celebrated silently alone but with no less enthusiasm than your Mommy and Daddy and other grandparents.
it has hurt my heart tremendously that I have never held you,… cuddled you or read you a story. I have not fed you or played with you but I love you all the same.
I will love you Eleanor until the day I die,….
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I’m a 60 year old woman who suffers from depression/social anxiety/OCD/and I'm a recovering drug addict. When the computer era came in I discovered “blogging”. Since I have a lot of family & friends that live some distance away (Canada, United Kingdom & Australia) I found this to be a great way to keep everyone up-to-date on my daily life. It started out as a non-descript everyday blog. But over the past few years it has since turned into a journal of my life dealing with the above mentioned issues. Not many people knew how badly I suffered from this mental illness and addiction so it came as some-what of a shock for them. I had always tried to hide my illness every way I could. But now, It’s ‘un-hidable’. People notice the change in me. So instead of trying to find excuse after excuse to explain away my behavior I decided to “come out” and just let the whole world know. This is the ramblings of my life
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