Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Rambling Thoughts....

So, my oldest son is a Senior in high school this year. That totally blows my mind by the way. There is no way i am old enough for this! :) Seriously though, I can't believe how quickly the years have gone. My goal for this year is to make him a scrapbook of his life. This would seem a relatively easy task for most people, but for me the situation is a little different. You see, I have only been David's mom for a little over 8 years. I share all his memories from May 2002 until the present, but I have no pictures or anything from before that time.

In trying to make this the best album I can for him, I contacted his bio mom and asked if I could borrow her pictures and scan them so that the book would be complete. She agreed and I was so excited! A week later she brought me 6, yes 6 pictures. Seriously. Four of the pictures she brought me I already had thanks to my wonderful sister-in-law, so in essence she gave me 2 whole pictures. She told me they were doubles of hers, so I added them to the pictures I already had.

Well, tonight she walks in my house and asks for the pictures back. I was so dumbfounded I just looked at her. Then I told her I don't know where they are at the moment, which is true since I have been doing major cleaning this week. I am at a complete loss on this one. Does she really dislike me so much that she doesn't want to contribute to her sons graduation present? I just don't get that!

10/22/10
I started this post on 9/28/10. Since then I have really stewed over this issue....mainly because I still have not received any new photos and she still wants her 6 pictures back. However, I have come to a sense of peace over this whole thing. You see, I know that no matter if she contributes or not this gift will be cherished by my son. I know that with or without her pictures I will put tons of love into the project, and love is more important than stuff. Lastly, I know that she is the one that loses in the long run, and therefore it is her issue not mine.