wondering why...

I try to share what's real in my life in this space I call mine

and

because of that I have been blessed with a support group

that I refer to as

my tribe

my blog loves

my guardian angels

my friends

~~

so why someone chose to blast me and my post yesterday

is beyond me

as I was always told that

"if you can't say something nice

don't say anything at all"

~

I don't want to give the person who couldn't put a name behind their words

any time and attention on my blog

but

because I erased the comment

~with the speed of a gazelle~

which splattered itself on my screen like a bug on a windshield

and

left a few of you wondering what was going on

I felt the need to at least tell you a bit about it

~

the little snake

didn't think that having a difficult son to deal with was a big enough problem for me to write about

and

that obviously I have never had anything hard to deal with in my life

and

that I should get my head out of the clouds

and

how dare I take a mental break by going out and taking pictures

~

yep just like that

I was wounded

but with nothing a tiny band aid couldn't fix

~

what I focused on instead

were

the personal emails many of you sent to me which are now cherished gifts

along with all the comments

filled with support and love and guidance and understanding

I have to believe or at least want to believe that the person who left such an ugly note

doesn't know me

doesn't have children or teenagers

doesn't understand that I have feelings

or

~what I tend to believe~

simply

doesn't have a heart

~~

because I was sensitive and emotional and unzipped and vulnerable

I shed tears yesterday

after talking with my daughter

after talking with my hubby

after reading all the supportive notes and comments that were sent to me

after reading notes from my sister-in-law and mother-in-law

and

while talking with my mom as she gave me her shoulder

that my eyes screamed for a break while my heart was bursting with love

~~

so to the heartless nameless snake

there you go

you got time and space on my blog

which almost makes me want to vomit

and

I hope

~actually I pray~

that you go away from here and leave me alone

as obviously what I write is of no interest to you

so why waste your time here

I hope

that you are a drifter stumbling here like a drunk on a street corner

not knowing who I am

and

without the ability to ever return

~

and

to char and joyce and cindy and toni and amanda and holly and shell and eileen and cam and suzanne and claire and mel and elk and kim and roban and angelica and pixiedust and tameka and

dani and alicia and patty and kate and sam and beth and laura

thank you for holding me up while I stumbled and swayed and banged my head against the wall

during another heart wrenching nerve bending throat parching hair pulling

teenage day

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