Yesterday was a rough day - for Mommy, not Ana. I now know why she asks me to tell stories over and over and over again. They help us to make sense of scary or tough things.
Mommy, tell the story about when the boy wanted to take my book! Mommy, tell the story about when the doggie tried to bite Cooper!
They make for the most BORING of stories, to anyone but the instigator. But, in the telling, the pain is lessened. The first time is still excruciating, the second a little less so, and so on.
My story is not ready to come out yet, but this post is a bit of the poking and prodding that helps to make sense of things. Thank you for bearing with me. The knowledge that I am not alone makes the poking a little less hard to do.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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3 comments:
I'm intrigued.. Sorry you had a rough day. :(
We love you, A. Hang in there! -K
Poke, Poke... Hugs my friend!
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