In My Head

My parents continue to be my biggest fans. They have watched me fall and fail, helped me when I asked, but always waited to be asked. They always know what to say right when I need to hear it. My dad has a perfect way of having timing that is utterly amazing. Monday as I was leaving for McAlester at 6 am, he hugged me and said "Keep up the good work, your doing great." Such simple words yet they brought me to tears as I walked to my car. Dad was never a very emotional or vocally supportive person growing up. He was always the workaholic, stern enforcer of the family. Now he is the most gullible when it come to the grandchildren and most supportive for me going back to school, even though me going back to school means they are sacrificing just as much as I am. Thank you mom and dad for being there when I want to fall apart. Thank you for waiting for me to ask for help and not allowing me to take advantage of you. Thank you for seeing my dreams with me, when no one else does. I...

Apparently I am loosing my backbone. This weekend was suppose to be Eric's weekend to have Carlee and because I am a rug I agreed to keep her so he could work. Well I had to work too. There are other things to this story but for the short version he didn't get to see her this weekend. He does want her tomorrow but only long enough to take her to church and interupt my plans for taking Tony to the Zach Brown Band concert. JERK! I wish I had the energy to fight with him but I am so tired. It's easier to for what Tony, Carlee and I need than to fight with him or anyone else. Until I gather the enerfy I will just remain a rug EFFF IT