Another desperate measure, I took out my info, stared at the pictures in my hands, the photos of the funeral book,(copies!) photos of all my children through the years that I have left (original!). Things I had to steal back when my adopted father bought the camera and the film and took those pictures to show my children their mom, their lives, that I was not a whore but a hard working single mother. Joe came in and I wept from my spirit while I did this. Why, so many years, why? I know I have written and called people who have my answers or could get them for me and wont. When will my search end, when will I be okay with everything. I am NOT going 1200 miles to a cemetery plot I can not find. Why did I have to do this?? This is not an angry post, I am the funny one, the one who makes everyone smile yet am treated like trash still by so many family members. Where is their heart? Why do I have this BIG heart that is breaking right this moment. So many people, so much love, I pray to GOD one of the volunteers sees this and helps me. I love you all so much my heart is breaking right now. Please keep positive because I just posted this not even a half hour ago. Good night and God bless you ~~~ CeeCee findagrave/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mred&MREid=48385788
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 05:26:20 +0000
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