Sometimes change is good, sometimes bad, and sometimes just bittersweet. Below is a list of changes:
1. A less stressful change: My formentioned co-worker who was tormenting me and my team teacher is moving to another school. Even though it was stressful and the things she said to us were very disrespectful and demeaning I still wish her the best at her new school. In this case, change is good.
2. We are losing a wonderful counselor. Both staff and students love her. This is bittersweet.
3. My hubby's hours at work for next week allow for him to be off at noon on my birthday, July 4th! This early change is great!
4. Family changes (working on a baby): None as of right now. This is a disappointing change that I am dealing with.
5. Personally: working on a motivational change. I am finding things overwhelming but I am plowing through and trying to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
From accomplishing my Master's degree to getting married and becoming a stepmom to a teenager, the past few years have been an amazing journey of changes. I am now headed into the next stage of life...my midlife...my forties and hopefully motherhood. All I can say is "Bring It On!"
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Bittersweet
Bittersweet is my current emotion. This past weekend my stepfather remarried. My brain knew this was coming but my heart threw me for a loop. My Mama passed away almost two years ago and they were only married for three years before she passed but I felt sad that he moved on.
When my Daddy passed away my Mama mourned for several years and I knew she missed him.
When Papa C came into her life I never felt that he was taking my daddy's place but just taking us on as his kids too. He married my Mama barely a year after he lost his first wife and he is a man who needs to be married. I always wondered if his children thought that was too soon. Did they think that he had forgotten their mama? I'm sure he didn't since he was married to her over thirty years. But he was only married to my Mama for three and I feel as though she is a forgotten memory to him. I knew things would change but I didn't think I would be upset about him remarrying.
Don't get me wrong, Papa C married a wonderful woman. I even knew her before he did because we worked together at one time. My hubby and I even had dinner with them a few months back. But when he posted on his facebook that he married the love of his life it shook me up. Then of course I tortured myself and looked at the pictures too and all I could think about was Mama's wedding to Papa C.
Maybe I feel the way I do because I miss Mama and Daddy so much and most of my family is living so far away. Maybe I just want the family together like Papa C's family was this past weekend. Maybe...just maybe...
When my Daddy passed away my Mama mourned for several years and I knew she missed him.
When Papa C came into her life I never felt that he was taking my daddy's place but just taking us on as his kids too. He married my Mama barely a year after he lost his first wife and he is a man who needs to be married. I always wondered if his children thought that was too soon. Did they think that he had forgotten their mama? I'm sure he didn't since he was married to her over thirty years. But he was only married to my Mama for three and I feel as though she is a forgotten memory to him. I knew things would change but I didn't think I would be upset about him remarrying.
Don't get me wrong, Papa C married a wonderful woman. I even knew her before he did because we worked together at one time. My hubby and I even had dinner with them a few months back. But when he posted on his facebook that he married the love of his life it shook me up. Then of course I tortured myself and looked at the pictures too and all I could think about was Mama's wedding to Papa C.
Maybe I feel the way I do because I miss Mama and Daddy so much and most of my family is living so far away. Maybe I just want the family together like Papa C's family was this past weekend. Maybe...just maybe...
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