I'm Kind of a Big Deal
I'm just so full of awesome that I had to get some of it out.

Saturday, September 23, 2006
I'm kind of glad that she's not home, and won't be coming home for at least 4 weeks. I'm glad for her. I think that everyone will be able to just settle the fuck down before we all scream at her. And what good would that do? It seems the damage is done, ya know?

Some of you know that I myself was in her EXACT position about 12 years ago. (Except not in rehab, though maybe I should have been.) My junior year of high school I smoked alot of weed. I know, you are all thinking, everyone does. But... I did it before school, at lunch, and after school. I had been a straight A student up until that year, but I had a very "rough" boyfriend and I started rolling downhill very, very fast. I was drinking alot and didn't really know what to do with myself. My grades were something like 5 F's, a D, and an Incomplete at the end of my junior year. Me, who was always in the "gifted students" program, wanted to drop out of high school.

Then, I found out I was pregnant. I was 17 and a half.

Some of my family members told me that I was so stupid. Some of them yelled at me and said they didn't want a neice/nephew/cousin who had half of its DNA from that stupid boy.

Not my mom. You know what she did? She immediately hugged me and said these exact words: Well, I guess we're going to have a baby then.

Not YOU ARE, WE ARE.

She knew before I did that I had probably saved my own life.

I never again smoked weed. I stopped drinking. I (mostly, and eventually, completely) broke up with the loser.

WE had a baby.

My family and I did.

God, I love my mom.

Posted by some girl at 9/23/2006 08:52:00 PM |

2 Comments:

At Tuesday, September 26, 2006 6:20:00 PM, Blogger barb said........
Your sister is going to find out how lucky she is to have a big sis like you and a mom who can give her strength.
 


At Wednesday, October 04, 2006 2:32:00 PM, Blogger Carol P said........
I have to tell you something about me: when I really care about posting something meaningful, it takes me awhile. I can easily write a quickie comment that doesn't express any true feeling or empathy. But, when it comes to serious matters, I like to think about it, then come back with something half-way put together. Unfortunately, I havent' found the time to come up with something put-together. I just wanted you to know I've been thinking about you lots and waiting for that perfect blend of encouragement and empathy to your situation. Your sister is a twit. (see? not very put-together)