7:41am – Good morning

Good morning to one and all.  As I have just awakened, my mind is still somewhat bumfuzzled, so "straight thought" is not all the way possible just yet.

One thing did occur to me with crystal clarity, however.  It makes me sad.  I checked our e-mail to see if, by chance, Mama had written to us, perhaps looking for us or something.  There was no e-mail from her.  I suddenly realized that if she is okay with cutting communications with me while Wayne, my step-father, is home, then I should not feel bad if I do not get in touch with her, either.  I am not disposable.  I am a real human being and worth just as much as anyone else.

Yet…there is always a level of sadness attached to not hearing from Mama.  It is as if I am NOT important.  As if I AM disposable.  As if I am NOT worth anything.

So we will just have to tell ourselves all day long that we are important, we are not disposable, and we ARE worth something.

Would we not tell Tiffany and Elisabeth the same?  How can we down their father?

I hope everyone is having a good morning.  It will be such for us.  I have a feeling about it.

Much love to one and all,

Barbara Jean