Last week, in the midst of face painting and
baking burning sugar cookies (but that's a whole 'nother upset in itself), the kids I babysit for asked me when I was going to get married. When my answer to them was that I "didn't know when that would be"... they spiraled into a whole set of questions (every other being either 'why' or 'why not?'). Basically, what it came down to, is that they strongly implore that I get married soon before the eldest is
too old to be a flower girl and i'm just simply, too old..
.. i went home and cried.
I was almost dumbfounded by the initial question. How do you tell 3 kids (no older than 9 years old) that you were recently heart broken and you feel as if every thing you knew, or dreamed for your life has been shattered into pieces, and that you don't know when or how you'll be able to manage to put the pieces back together again? My answer was as such: This question hurts my feelings. Now what do you want for dinner? I made them macaroni and cheese.
*sigh* these are the things..
I'm currently seeking help.