Someone has watched one too many princess movies...

I'm not so sure of her singing career...perhaps writing song lyrics would be more her forte? Listen to the words. They are all her own.

To go

To go

To go to the rainbow

We have to drive over the purple bridge

Oh, to get to all the colors

Purple color

Blue color

Yellow, orange, black

To go

We have to go over the troll bridge

To go there

To goooooooooooooooo

*tempo picks up*

I want you to go somewhere

Somewhere

Somewhere else

To go, to go somewhere

To go, to go there

Which way to go? 

To go, to go,

To go somewhere, there

Somewhere to go

 To the wall, or to the door, or to the table or to the chair

Or to the box

…

To go to the fridge, or to the sippy, or to my magnet

I want you to make a plie…

Isabel's Latest Thing...

She'll say: "So.....mom......I have a question."

It drives me nuts. And she makes that little noise, kinda like smacking her tongue on the roof of her mouth, during the pause, like she's preparing to ask something impertinent. 

How did she become 13 years old?

A Message

If I'm being honest, I tend to get into bouts of depression at times. And I will question, "Why me?".

On my weaker days, I will feel absolutely miserable and will want to just pull the blankets over my head and not wake up until everything is alright again.

On my stronger days, I will tell myself that it happened to me because God knows that I can handle it.
By hook or by crook.
And that He has a glorious plan for me, only I just have to be patient.

I'm doing my best. Sometimes, my best ain't enough. But that's when I pick myself up (sometimes, immediately. Othertimes, a few days or weeks later) and will push through it again.

Why?

Because I don't have a choice. Because there are others out there who have worse fates than me and have managed to pull through with grace and humility and dignity. 

And also, I'll be damned to give them a chance to see me suffer more that I already have. 

So, there will be times when I won't be myself. There will be times where I'll seem upset, bitter, resentful, miserable.

Because I am.
But I will bounce back.
Eventually.

And there will be a day when all of this will be completely behind me and I will thank the bastard for running out on me because it brought me to a better place.

So I apologize to my nearest and dearest if there's a time (or many times, more like) where I strike out. Or seem distant. I don't mean to.
I'm just trying to survive right now.