Happy New Year everybody!
I would like to take the opportunity and thank you all for the companionship during the year of 2005. For you kind words, the laughter you brought and pretending I am funny and witty. Overall it has been a great year for me, some set backs...but it wouldn´t be life if everything would be perfect.
I wish you all a prosperous New Year and look forward to meeting you all again in 2006. Be safe out there tonight!
As a little treat, mom wrote a couple of lines about how the two of us met. She would like to thank you for all the Christmas wishes and sure enjoys hanging around on my blog reading your wonderful comments. Just yesterday we talked about you guys as if you were all physical people in my life and I could tell her about Doug and TLP and Sar and Miz Bohemia and so on and she knew whom I was referring too. You all are more real in my life than one could have imagined.
"If you want to hear – and I imagine you want to hear, most people are curious, even if they say they aren’t – like me – here is the story of Monika and Mom. A quite simple one, really.
In some former life, we are sure about that, we decided that we would like to spend some more time together later. We planned it quite cleverly, there was my bitter need for her and her need for me and we got the connecting person, too (to go into that it gets complicated, ways of fate reaching a long time back). And this story includes two far away countries, poor girl was placed inside a plane, barely knowing what was happening to her and where she was going to land.
So, many lifetimes later, not so many, though, I get this unsecure little waif with tears in her eyes into our home and didn´t she take wonderfully care of our autistic son and I got air to breathe again. For thanks, I kicked her sweet little ass around: “Me? Driving a car? Never!!” “Me, going to university? They will never accept me!”
As everybody knows there emerged this genius, beautiful young lady, kicking the ass of life, now. The son in question has long left home, but luckily for us Monika needed not only kicking but a mom too, as she wasn´t too happy with the one birth gave her. So I became her mom of choice and she became my daughter of choice, a beautiful addition to the two daughters I gave birth to (and three sons - and daughters in law and grandchildren – but that is another story). And I think we will live happily together, at least in mind, ever after for many lifetimes to come. Maybe she will be my mom next time? I would love that!."