Living on West Tulsa Time

Ladies Meeting

I felt really badly last night when I realized how much older the women were. There's at lease a decade between me and them. I just wanted a group of friends my age. I either find them in their 20's or 40's. All of my classmates never contact me. That's my fault I guess. The general concensus in Sand Springs is either I was a loser for having Jr. then marrying his dad, or divorcing his dad and losing Jr. in the divorce.

It's sad. No one knew the hell my life was. I keep having flashbacks to that horrible night in Kentucky when my colon was ruptured. Last night my nightmares carried both that night and the last Labor Day weekend we had as that family. The horrific pain of the miscarriage. Seeing Jr.'s face when he climbed in the bed and ended up in a pool of blood. The mixture of his vomit and the babies. Oh how I wish I had had Eddie's support then. Jr. would have never seen the mess. I've scarred him for life and I couldn't stop him from getting up there.

posted by Debbysewn @ 8:17 AM