i used to have one. maybe about 8 years ago or so. it was karisa. then i became wife, hey, the old lady, and most recently mom. now my kids have always called me mommy or mamma, depending on who is doing the talking, but my husband - well he seems to have forgotten my name. he never understood what the big deal was. to hear him refer to me as karisa was always few and far between. random strangers have even told him how ridiculous it was to call me mom, but he never paid them any mind.
now hes gone for now, i am again karisa. i love my name. it is me. although, going for long as someone else, i think ive forgotten who she is. ive been told what she is by others. sometimes i like who the describe, others not so much. im taking my identity back. welcome to my journey.
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I love your blog! Especially the name and first post. Can't wait to read more :)
ReplyDeletePerfect first post! I think it captures exactly what you're going through at the moment. Wish you luck, always.. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd so the journey begins. I'm glad you're doing something for YOU. And I hope that you will soon see what everyone else sees in you, that causes us to love you so much. :)
ReplyDeleteI have never understood that. Tyler would stop by the house and be speaking of you and call you the wife and it just seems strange to me. Mikey usually refers to me by name except at home when he calls me mommy when speaking to the kids or crazy lady because he says I'm a crazy woman. Hang in there. Time can help. I've been there. Chrissy.
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