I spent two days at home and headed back to Crossville to babysit for my daughter. As soon as she got home she was picking apart how I put laundry in the washer, then it was how I was tending to the baby. She says she doesn't know why I can't come here and act like a normal mom. (I have multiple sclerosis) She wants me to help with chores. She said me being here is putting too much stress on her too.
My head was spinning as I seen the roses I got to put by David’s urn were on my dresser! Then I noticed David’s pillow was missing. I left David's pillow here and she shoved it under the bed! She said I didn’t ask to put anything by her “father’s” urn and it’s her house so I have to ask before I do anything!
That’s when things got ugly.
She called me a whore and said everyone knows it. I get called a whore because I dated. She brought up a man I had been talking to also. I got called a whore because I have hope in the future. Because I would do anything to make the pain stop. Well my advice fellow widows and widowers is don’t tell your children or your social media anything about your life while you are grieving. It’s best to let folks wonder because in the end they will assume the worst about you anyway.
Much Love
Tina Louise
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