This post reminds me of "All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth." All I want is for Christmas is for my eyes to stop watering and to never have another panic attack. That's not a lot. Perhaps I'm not asking the right person! I thought I wanted my family back. Most of them do not even talk to me. I have decided, screw that! I did my part and now they can take care of themselves. I no longer care. My daughter is a perfect example. I gave birth to her when I was 42 and spent years caring for her while her father drank. I was paid back when taking charge of his memory service she didn't even mention we had been married for 27 years before our divorce. Her Godfather wondered if she thought the stork brought her.I thought giving him a child of his own would stop his drinking. What a joke!
So now, 13 years since she stopped talking to me, I no longer care. It is long past time I took care of myself.
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