The strange and unusual.....

Dear Daughter

I want to tell you most, that I love you. You are always in my thoughts, my heart, my soul. You are quite honestly, the very best thing I ever did in my life. 

I brag about how smart you are, how together, how very creative, musically talented… Did i mention how smart? 

You are a gift to the world. You are a gift to anyone that comes into your life. You are the sun on a rainy day, the breeze when it’s to hot, the darkness when sleep seems so far away. There isn’t a day that passes that you are not on my mind. 

I’ve been 15, I’ve been in love. And more then you know, I understand where you are in your life. He makes it bearable to exist in a world that seems so distant and cold. He is the first and the last thing you think of everyday. 

What I believe is that are the strongest child I’ve ever met. You external life has been hell, to be honest. I made a mess of life, mine and yours, from long before you can remember. Today we are bonded, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. 

I fear that your relationship will change the “you” in you. You are beyond ettiquate “training”. You are and will be more then a house wife. You will be more then a baby maker. You will never be “just the woman” or put in your rightful place. 

He may know this, however, his beliefs don’t allow him to accept that about you. 

I fear your aspirations of college, career, musical desires will be taken away for the sake of living up to a good Mormon wife. 

You are young, be young. Both of you. Live, be happy, love deeply, but remember you are more then. You are bigger then life. You are my star when I can see nothing but black sky. 

Be amazing as you are and always have been. Please don’t lose you. You’re the only one of you I will ever get. 

Always, 

Mom. 

Updating the old Tumblr!

It was suggested, but WTR, that I update my account. While I understand this is needed, I’ve no idea what to update it with. I have random stills of things that I could post. But my shortie is a follower, and soemthing may not be appropriate for … um… showing. I am an adult after all. 

I can say with confidence, a guy that I work with has been asking repeatedly for my opinion on something very specific. While for several months I ignored this, noting that we worked together, and that would be SUPER not good. Don’t shit where you eat, that’s my motto. AND, top it all off is he has this girlfriend who he intends to ask to marry him New Years Eve. While, he at 24 and only have been dating this chick for 8 or 9 months, I totally disagree with the proposing situation. Call me bitter, but marriage as an institution is seemingly futile. (resistance is futie… bwuaahahhaha) Anyhow…. So as of this last week, I’ve had a bee in my bonnet that well, ya know, needs to be released? So I caved, and said I would give my unbiased opinion, all he had to do was send me a photo to evaluate. 

This was a bad idea. 

turns out, it was fantastic. I had nothing but rave reviews of such article. Its presence commanded attention to be sure. So I praised him, but reserved deeper commentary for my own brain to mull over. See, he and I don’t always see eye to eye at work. Mostly, he does a shit job, and I pick up his slack. 

Well, we’ve made up. All seems to be forgiven on both ends and we walked away from this encounter with serene countinance, grinning cheshire cat grins and quite honestly, a solid hand shake of sorts. 

So, with being as vague as I can possibly be. I’m delighted. And I need a cigarette. 

Take care all!