This morning I awoke afraid… afraid of the injuries I have caused to my family. Afraid that I might have injured my Love or my girls beyond repair. The Shepherd and I talked for a long time. I have read personality changes in updates to friends. I have not known what is meant.
As I understand it now, it is unfair accusations I have made. I have scolded and been angry at my loved ones for not having not told me things. Where they are going – that they are doing. I have verbally struck out in my frustrations.
Realizing now my short term memory loss…And when I consider a mother’s responsibilities — to know where her children are. Because of my love for my family, it has been there I have felt the most vulnerable — the most failure.
Yesterday we had family pictures taken. I expressed to the photographer my desire was capture the love we have for one another. She did a terrific job. And this morning when I awoke, I could recall the love in the eyes of my girls. Each one of them loves me. It is clearly in their eyes.
And my Shepherd, he loves me too. Incredible love. I am a blessed woman.