happiness is only real when shared.

FRIDAY at school there was a woman and a little girl around the age of three that got to the salon at about 10 o'clock. She was a Native American with thick, black, beautiful, long, hair and she wanted "Jessica Simpson" hair.
Around 11 am I went up to the little girl and asked her what her name was and was being friendly, I'm good with kids, but she wouldn't even look at me. I left her alone, I didn't think that she could talk.
I went about taking appointments and working on my own business. I went on lunch around 12:30. When I got back out to the clinic floor the little girl was STILL just sitting there.. I walked up to Lori, Kayla, Brittney, Alysa, Katie, Kara.. (anyone who would listen) and displayed my concern for the little girl. I am a mom, I worked in a daycare for a year, and I couched track and I have NEVER seen a little girl sit so still and look so sad. I was worried. I also couldn't figure out where the little bag of snacks, sippy cup, coloring books, babies, and dolls were.. I mean everyone mom carries those things around for there baby girl. Around 3 o'clock it was getting ridiculous....
*side note: the lady she was swith was still at the salon because like I said she had black hair to her butt and wanted to be "Jessica Simpson" Blonde. That doesn't happen in 2 hours. *
...I went up to Sandy, who was doing the lady's hair, and asked what the deal was with the girl. Sandy told me this was the first time that the lady has ever seen the girl, some co-worker asked her to babysit so she said yes, and brought her with. She didn't even know the girls name, and the girl couldn't talk so we didn't know it. The little girl has not eaten, drinkin, or gone to the bathroom all day. I was furious. Sandy said she asked the lady multiple times if she would mind if she went to the vending machine to get some fruit snacks and water for her and the lady repetedly said no, she's fine. I did a haircut and when I was done I looked over and saw the little girl sleeping STANDING UP. dead serious. I picked up that little cutie and gave her a big hug (still sleeping) and layed her down on the bench and went and got my jacket to cover her up with.
I was really concerned so I went up to Megan and told her what was going on and we went and talked to Theresa about it. Theresa told us to wake her up and give her some food. So we bought her some fruit snacks and vitamin water.  We went out  to the bench and Megan tried wiggling her and she wouldn't move.. it was alarming, so we got Miss Linda and Miss Linda started shaking and slapping the girls face and she would not respond. AT ALL. By this time I was bawling and so was Megan. After about 5 minutes of yelling and shaking she responded. I scooped her up and gave her the biggest hug ever and gave her the fruit snacks and vitamin water. She honestly drank half the bottle in the first couple drinks. so. thirsty. She then ate the fruit snacks within 5 minutes so I went and bought her a pudding and some oreo cakesters (only junk food in the vending machine) she loved it. gobbled it right up. I sat for the last two hours and fed her and hugged her. I was so sad for her, I didn't understand how someone just didn't care whether it was her kid or not to feed her and give her something to drink!
By the time that the little girl left (5:15) I taught her that her pants were "purple" and she could point to them and say purple. I honestly think that she leaned more with me in the last 2 hours of the day then she has in the last 3 years of her life. She cried when the lady made her leave and she kept pointing to me. I was heartbroken. The lady didn't say thanks to me or care what-so-ever that the little girl leaned to say Purple.
I was upset the rest of the night. I couldn't believe that this little girl was 3 and was neglected so badly.
This is why I want to be a social worker, I want to save everyone. No one should have to live like that. It's sickening that parents don't care at all.
This goes out to all you "Teen Mom" haters. I am 18 and my daughter knows her colors, some numbers, knows what noises an animal makes, and has NEVER gone hungry or thirsty. EVER.
So shove that up your ass haters.
And God be with all the children out there with deadbeat parents.


SATURDAY I went shopping with my mom, Lilly, and Braden. Lilly and I got a pink Christmas tree. Yes, pink. It's totally awesome and I can't wait to set it up. :)
Also.... Aaron moved out Saturday.  But I am not elaborating on that right now.


SUNDAY is when I realized that happiness is only real when it is shared. I have NEVER been so lonely in my whole life. for real. I have never sat around and watched tv in the last 17 months as I have today. There is no one here coloring on the coffee table, crying, eating, spilling juice, playing babies, begging for a bath. SAD. I am not strong enough to do this. My nights to have her this week are Tuesday Wednesday Thursday and Saturday. THAT IS NOT ENOUGH. I don't know what to do.... I'm going insane. ugh. This is so tough. But what am I suppose to do? I can't give in. I refuse to live with someone that doesn't ever want to marry me. That's not the kinda girl I am, I want to get married and have more kids (someday) and if you don't love me enough to commit to me for the rest of our lives, then what the hell are we doing?