tutus & sparkles

The life of a working mom with two little girls who love tutus & sparkles


June 2016

It’s been 11 years…

I can’t believe that it has been 11 long years. Sometimes it feels like a lifetime while other times it seems like yesterday.  

It’s been 11 years since I heard your voice.  

It’s been 11 years since I held your hand.  

It’s been 11 years since I last talked to you and told you about something going on in my life.

It’s been 11 years since I knew what you were thinking.

It’s been 11 years since you were sick. 

It’s been 11 years since I sat by your bedside.

It’s been 11 years since I took my senior pictures.

It’s been 11 years since I had to say my final goodbye.

This day for me isn’t easy but over the years, I have accepted it.  It’s not a day where I particularly miss you, because I always miss you, but it is just a day that reminds me this is the day I had to say goodbye.  This is the day you left us.  This is the day you finally got peace and no longer had to fight.  This is the day, I realized life was going to change forever. This is the day I realized that I would no longer have my mother physically.  This is the day that I would no longer have you by my side.  I won’t hear your voice, your guidance, your support, your harsh but much-needed words.  This day for me, just sucks. 

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The Golden Rule.

I remember this was one of the biggest things I learned during my childhood and I always kept it in the back of my head.  I also remind my children of this same saying every day.  Do you want someone to be mean to you and bully you?  No?  Then don’t ever do it to another person.  Treat others how you want to be treated.  I think the world may need a refresher on this because it seems that instead of supporting each other and bringing each other up when we need it most we are quick to judge, place blame, and shame other people when we could easily find ourselves in the same situation.

When I signed up for Facebook and other social media outlets it was to keep in touch with people.  People who went to different colleges than myself, family who wasn’t close, etc.  I didn’t join Facebook to be judged, to be hated, or to be shamed.  Granted, I haven’t.  But in recent events, I have seen it happen more and more and it is absolutely disgusting.  I would love to know if you would say those same things if you weren’t sitting behind a computer screen and you were face to face with another person.  Would you still be a bully?  Would you still cast judgement and question every single adult decision that was made?  What if someone did that to you?  What if someone questioned every decision you made as an adult or a parent?  How would that make you feel?  What if someone sat behind a computer screen all day and just wrote terrible things about your life choices?  I highly doubt that is something you would want to experience.  It’s not that hard to be a decent human being.  If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.  I didn’t join social media to watch a bunch of grown adults bully other adults for things that have happened.   And sure, I could easily delete all my accounts and never read another comment, but why should I have to do that.  I can easily ignore the comments and I have many times, but you hear it everywhere.  It’s even on the news, other parents shaming these parents for x, y, and z.  It makes me sick that god forbid something happen to my children in an accident and the world chooses to tell me what an awful parent I am instead of supporting me in a time I would need it most.

Here is just a few examples:

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