The Frame.

Last december I threw out a frame.

Every time I walked by the god dame thing I would scream cry or have some sort of rage fit.

Yes, Every time.

The frame was a wedding gift; from who.... I don't remember.

It was wooden and had an inscription on the front that read..

"All Because Two People Fell In Love"

Back then it felt like an attack.

Like each time was the realization that my husband had fallen in love with someone else.

I think I went at that frame with a hammer, a can of febreze and threw old gross cat litter on top of it... just to make sure it was really really broken.

No matter what I did.... or what I do, I can't get those words out of my head.

"All Because Two People Fell In Love"

It's only now that I can see that the reason I was so mad at that stupid frame was because I was so angry that I let my self fall in love with someone that would do something like this.

When I heard those words "All Because Two People Fell In Love" in my head I was ashamed.

Ashamed of him for what was done, and ashamed to actually be the girl who let it happen.

But time changes things.

Now, when I hear those same words in my head, I think of Apple.

She exists "All Because Two People Fell In Love", and for that I am blessed.

I now feel and have for sometime, that this is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.

Yes, this whole thing has become one of the biggest blessings in my life.

I can fully admit, that I am happier now than I ever have been.

I am a better version of that girl I kept searching for in the mirror.

I am myself. Finally and happily.

I am lonely and crusty somedays, but I am dealing with it knowing this:

I get a do over, on my own terms and in my own way at no fault of my own.

Why?

"All Because Two People Fell In Love"

Love is the reason we do 70% of the things we do in life,

We change things about ourselves and our world for the ones we love.

We fix things about ourselves for the ones we love.

We do a lot of shit we really don't want to do for the ones we love.

We fight harder and push longer for the ones we love.

We sacrifice for the ones we love.

"All Because Two People Fell In Love"

It is just that simple.

When the punishment fits the crime.

This one took forever.

It has taken me two solid weeks to write and re write the words to this post.

I would write then delete, then undo then undo the undo.

It felt harsh and cold, which is not where I am today in my heart... but it is the reality in which I live.

With christmas around the corner the push and pull of where we go is ever present.

We are back and fourth from that place we call home 3 or 4 times in the next week or so.

Trying to arrange drop offs and pick ups can be overwhelming on the best of days, but during the holidays it often feels more stressful.

A part of me hates that this is how our life is, but another part is so glad that she will never know any different.

He will always have her on boxing day, that won't ever change. That is his christmas day with Apple, mine is Christmas eve and Christmas day.

It had been decided 8 months ago, and it is understood how our holidays and birthdays work.

There was no arguing when it was decided. Just acceptance on both sides that this is the way it was going to be.

I respect him for that.

As much as it must hurt to not see her on Christmas day, I believe that it is something that he feels he could give to me in an effort to make things right.

Last year Christmas was a blur. I don't really remember most of it to be honest. I know where I was and I know what I did... but I wasn't really there.

I am crazy excited about the holidays this year. I can't wait t

o see her face when she opens up her presents. (she has had some practice--- she thought it would be a good idea to open up a gift or two early last week)

I can't wait to watch her in her jammies that match her cousins.

I can't wait to watch her dance with excitement when she likes her presents.

I can't wait to see her smile her big smile... the one she gives me when she is in love with the world around her.

Although there are hardships being a single parent.... there is good stuff that people don't tell you.

There is something to be said for knowing that everyday until she has her own family;

She will wake up with me on christmas day and we will smile those big smiles at each other.... and understand each other like only her and I can....

The happiness that this girl brings me is the best gift I have ever been given.

Merry Christmas from Apple and I.

xo

(one more post before christmas coming at some point in the next 2 days; I had to break todays post into 2)

Really? Yeah. Really.

My life in general provides both my family and my friends with laughter.

It's not always in the ways that I would like, sometimes well actually most of the time it is the sheer volume of embarrassing things that happen to me on any given day.

On Sunday, I went to my niece's baptism. I am one of her god mothers.

I think a relevant part of the story is to tell you up front that I am not catholic.

I don't pretend to be either, I curse like a sailor and don't go to church on a regular basis.

For starters, I knew apple was not going to do well in church.

I can't get her to sit still at home on the couch for ten minutes... so i was positive that the likely hood of her doing so a church would be slim to none, especially because she doesn't understand the whole "i'll put the fear of god in you thing"

Apple with some help from me scaled the pew to get to my parents sitting behind us.... who were able to control her far better than I.... which allowed me to take part in my first official godparent duty.

I had to make a cross on my niece's forehead.

The two other god parents went before me and I didn't really pay any attention to what finger they used so I just used good old peter pointer.

If you are catholic than you are probably laughing right now....

This anglican girl didn't know that she was supposed to use her thumb.

I still don't get why, but apparently it is just what you do,

who knew that your thumb was more holy then peter pointer....

After that Apple started to get a bit crazy... not really crazy just loud.

So I decided it was time for me to get her out of the church for a bit. We went to the front of the church and I let her walk around for a bit. Which was making things a lot better until she saw a cat outside.

She ran to the door and started screaming "KITTY" KITTY". (not just twice, probably close to 25 times) People were starting to turn around in the back three isles and I knew that she was just going to get louder, so I opened the door so we could go outside and see the cat.

But the cat had other ideas.

It scooted into the back of the church much to the delight of Apple.

I without thinking set Apple down and ran for the Cat.

I caught it quickly, and turned around to see something scarier then a cat in a catholic church.

Apple had both hands on the rope dangling from the celling.

That rope rings the church bell.

So... I ran with a cat in one arm over to apple and scooped her up with great force... which caused some crying and headed outside in FREEZING cold weather with no coat.

My dad came outside seconds later to relieve me from my duties so I could go up and finish my godparent duties at the front of the church.

Which I did... without any other incidents. Well, other then the fact I wondered to myself if holy water tasted like sweat.

That was Sunday.

Today was a new day.... Today I started a new job.

New on a lot of levels, but to be honest.... It is something that I know a lot about... So I didn't have a lot of fears of it not going well.

It did go well.

It actually went great.

Despite the fact that with in the first two hours of being on the job I "BY ACCIDENT" hit the silent alarm at the front desk which caused the police to show up within two minutes of me hitting the alarm "BY ACCIDENT".

Hours later I fixed the Christmas tree at work, much to the delight of my boss.

She told me that fixing it all but cancelled out the fact I hit the alarm "BY ACCIDENT" and that I could keep my job.

I'll let you know how day two goes.