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So I am able to type, but just for a few, don't want to make my arm mad at me. Had a very uneventful day, but it's alright, because tomorrow I am taking myself out and getting lots of fun stuff to go see Lady gaga...gotta look pretty now! I don't have a lot to write. March 21 was World Down syndrome Day so we celebrated in style with our "V is for Violet" shirts. Found out in the last week, that some people who make promises to always be around are complete liars, and that's okay, I figured that one out from the start. I've been busy helping my friend pick up the pieces from her failed marriage, and dealing with my child's poor issues, and my lanky arm and foot. Can I handle it all? Why yes I can! I don't have any pictures to share, for I was not in the mood to take pictures. My birthday is in a week, and I'm hoping the week leading up to it will be exciting, or at least easier than life has been.
I guess you all are going to have to get used to this sadness this lingers in the pit of my stomach. I've lost a couple of people who were dear to my heart recently and for no reason what-so-ever, and I'm still trying to get used to my daughter's diagnosis. There's an ache in the pit of my gut that doesn't leave. I constantly feel guilty for her, even though I know it's nothing I did, and there's nothing anyone can say or do, I just try to keep my mind off of it and stay busy. It's hard, but it's life, and life as I know it. It's like you confide in someone about your fears and dreams and they walk right out of your life for something "better" or idk what. I may be a mommy, but I still consider myself attractive, kind, giving, and funny. Maybe I've got it all wrong. It only gets you so far, and then it's like a vicious cycle over and over and over again. Enough of my rambling, I've got a cramp in my arm so I'm going to bed. Wishing you all a wonderful Tuesday.