These blogs may talk about the soaps, but they are designed more for the creators to talk about everyday life.
Each loss in life is unique. Two years ago my father died and I wished I could as well. My father was my friend, wise counsel, and the one person in my entire life who always had my back. Even when I was in trouble or he was angry at me, I always knew he would never leave me or stop loving me. That's a tough act to follow.
Losing him left a huge void. I love my mother and siblings, but our relationships are different so the void cannot be filled. Thus, I must adapt.
I am a female minority, eldest of three kids, a military brat, and come from a very mixed up background. I've helped raise two kids - my siblings - due to the military lifestyle and my brother's hemophilia; survived abuse, cancer, severe blood deficiencies, and the unexpected death of my father (with whom I was very close); been engaged twice and still not married; made mistakes, told lies (hey, I was a kid once too!) and grown up; I've been broke but never rich; and mostly I've had crises of faith
Updated 02-17-2009 at 11:39 AM by IheartCarly