clrmehppygrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Emergence of Mrs. D There's a stone where her heart used to be. But don't consider her cold, per se, just detatched. She knows what love is, or, who she's supposed to love, and she takes care of them. She watches over them. But the loving part hurts too much to feel. She gets done what needs to be done. No matter how difficult, her patience is neverending. She doesn't feel things like frustration, guilt, exhaustion, or fear. She is the perfect robot of a woman. Mrs. D is what every mother, wife, and adult daughter is supposed to be. Mrs. D cooks, she cleans, she even wears that old style 50's poofy skirt, complete with frilly apron. Everything she touches sparkles with newness and shines from being polished. Mrs. D is the one out right now and talking. Tiffany had to go hide for a while. Today was bad. On a scale of 1, being perfect, and 10, being a murderous rampage, today was about an 8. Tiffany has lost her place in this world. She wants nothing more than to disappear. She doesn't belong with her family anyway. She's pushed around this house like a piece of furniture that no one uses, but doesn't want to give, or throw, away, because it was a gift. Tiffany's emotions started spilling over into her husbands conciousness tonight when she got frustrated with their son because he wouldn't sleep. Her husband felt what she felt and couldn't handle it. That's when she knew she had to shut down. She knew that the time was right. So she sat, with The Boss on the TV, closed her eyes, with her husband at her side begging her to talk, and let the tears run down her face. That's when Mrs. D locked her away, tiny, in a little box inside of herself. She's there now, sleeping. Resting. Getting the quiet time she's needed for such a long long time. Poor dear. Their son is sleeping now, and husband is running some errands. Quite a hankering for Cherry Cola and Potato Chips. Calm, cool, and collected. Mrs. D with the stoney heart. 11:11 pm - 2005-04-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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