elegantwaste's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- cheese I'm enamoured with my family right now, which is a rare, rare occasion. I called my mom and ended up crying for 20 minutes the other day, right? So that night, she called me again, making sure I was okay, and asking me to come home for a few days so I could sit in her garden with a book and her cat and drink lemonade, and she would cook for me. And she called me again last night to make sure I was okay. And my dad sent me a form for his health plan today, with a cute little note, and a little plastic card, like credit card-sized, with a little poem thing on it that, if I saw it in a store, I would scoff at and mock, but, since my dad sent it to me? Yes, of course, it made me cry! Cause I'm a big fat sap. It says: When things go wrong, When you just can't win, (Emily Matthews). So, yes, cheese, but, it's my daddy! I have issues with my dad, including him being proud of me and happy for me, etc, and he doesn't offer emotional support very much. Financial and lifestyle, yes, but, he's not empathetic. So, awwwwww. 1:08 p.m. - 2002-08-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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