2 Years • 2 Months • 2 Weeks • 2 Days

I have thought long and hard about this post. I have written and re written this post for 2year, 2months and 2days. I received yet another email yesterday after I have said “I do not want any contact.” Respect is important and was something my daughter and I never had. We both know it is a two way street. However, it was the control aspect of the relationship that caused the most problems. It has taken me this long to understand my aspect of the word. Control is a nasty word when you transfer it outside of your own boundaries. Control is a nasty word when you get involved with people that have different morals and values then the ones you were brought up with. Control is a nasty word when you care more about what people think of you and your decisions, or you allow people to change your decision. I have finally learnt to let go. I have finally learnt the the word I hold near and dear to my heart “serenity”. I am finally free of the anger that existed because I was trying to control a situation I should have NEVER allowed myself to be in. Today I can see clearly. I have allowed myself to mend(still am). I have allowed myself to say no, and mean it. I have allowed myself to not settle for people that do not deserve the air I breath. But most of all “I AM FREE!” At 55, I have made my dreams come true. I have FINALLY found spunky and love her dearly, and I have finally found HOPE(in more then one way xo). If you read this post, for once in your life, be respectful. For once in your life, only control your surroundings, which no longer include me, my friends, my family, or life. Loose my number, loose my email, leave me alone!