i was dating and living with a boyfriend who had two kids.. and we had a really really bad break up and i never got to say bye to his kids.. but, the other day i saw his kids at a local grocery store and they ran up to me and gave me huuge hugs... and i smelled them in.. they smell like the fabric softer i would buy for them.. annnnnyway, long story short, i was missing the ex and his kids and i couldn't stop thinking about them.. so, i bought the fabric softer i used when i lived with him in hopes that smelling the softer would keep my mind off it.. no. now, ALL my clothes smell like my memories of folding the kids' clothes.. fml.
my whole bedroom smells like it too.. and my sheets, my pillow cases, my blankets.. it's driving me insane..
awww....that is sweet and sad at the same time! sweet that you care so much about them obviously and sad that they are not really part of your life anymore. :[
i loved those damn kids.. every minute of it really.. cooking, cleaning, laundry, playing with them even though i was completely wasted from working all day... its awesome. taking care of them was.. probably the best feeling ever.
I've never done as much work as you, but I have taken care of my nephews on a few occasions and I know how exhausting it can be, but it's totally worth it. It must be tough for you to be away from them.
I friend had the same issue, her fella' had one young son Still today, maybe four years later this kid is calling her mum, with the real mum furious and my friend utterly heartbroken. She was cheated on by the father, so it doesn't help I believe that she still loves him. ut yeah, through her, I can envision how sad you must be
i mean.. it wasnt bad till i saw them at the store.. it was the first time i had saw them in over a year..
yeah.. he cheated on me too.. then 7 months after we broke up they got married, 2 months later, she had a baby. awesome. lol
That's kind of like my grandmother that past away last year. I don't even miss her unless I visit her old house if I smell something that used to be hers. Then it's like she just pass away again.