F - Encyclopedia of me

At Bella Dia I came across a great idea: An Encyclopedia of Me.

F is for Friends

Because I'm not able to go out often, I don't have many friends offline.
I guess it's not enough for people to receive friendship from me at my house.

But I do have a great and wonderful friend I don't see often. I know him since I'm 15 and he accepts me how I am.

I miss my university friend. He went to Portland, Oregon. How I wish to see him again.
he came back many years ago and I felt so at home with him, that I wonder how I would feel if I meet him again.

My online friends are very special to me. Especially Cindy and Andrena, and some others who know they are my friends.

F is for Forgiveness.

Already as a child I had to forgive in order to survive emotionally.
I'm still very forgiving.
But the last years I've found out that I can't be as forgiving towards teachers who fail to treat my children with respect. It's the lioness in me that comes out.

F is for Frances.

She's a fellow blog-a-holic and bloghops for She Who Blogs, shows me places in New York, so I understand another friend far better, and she does a lot more. Go and read her blog!



F is for Fun.

I love to laugh about things. Often I see things with humor.

F is for Father.

He was a great guy and I miss him every day.
If he would have been around today, life would have been very different.
He served in the RAF in WW2 and I would love to know more about him during the time.

F is for Family.

The extended family couldn't accept my children the way they are.
They'd rather tell me over and over I'm a bad mother and should discipline my boys, than that they wanted to gain some knowledge about their disorders.
They're Far from my daily life now.
I'm so sorry about this... but I just can't cope with more than I have on my platter now.

So I have my little family with 6 children and their dad (who has an autism spectrum disorder too.)

F is for Fifty.

I've passed that line in life.
It feels strange that my body is growing older. I don't recognise myself when I look in the mirror. I feel so different from the person other people see.