Before we get to the title of this post, I have something that I want to share with you all.
Without getting all specific and causing another sob fest, I just wanted to say that I hit a pivotal turning point this week, and am feeling better. I still hold sadness in my heart, but I have decided that it is time to move forward. Not move on, just forward. It's time to stop perpetuating the negativity I've allowed myself to wallow in (and have been influenced by others in my family to wallow in as well) to be the person who I really am.
To be the woman that my mother raised me to be. I am strong. And I want to live.
I don't mean to sound melodramatic at all, I mean it in all truth and honesty. I want to live. I will live with the knowledge that I miss her, and that what happened to her in death may be something I will never understand, but there is a plan, and that I have learned so much about who I am and about what I want my life to be. I am not dead. I am still here, and I have much to do.
I want to be an honor to myself, to my family, and especially to my mother, who always told me, "you are stronger than I am." And in some ways, she was right. I know I will be okay. I know I am strong. I know she wouldn't want me to be sad on my birthday, to be sad on Halloween, to be sad for the coming holidays. Because every first without her is also a first for Squirt, and she would love nothing more than for me to revel in him, in both my children and make the best of the fact that she is gone but will never, ever be forgotten.
I have to tell you, that for the very first time this week, I got excited about this trip. I mean really and truly, I AM GOING TO DISNEYWORLD!!!! excited.
And that was one of the ways that I knew. One of the ways that I could tell my heart was trying to heal itself, and that I was letting it.
So, while I can say I AM GOING TO DISNEYWORLD!!!, let's get to the title of this chapter.
KOTS
I didn't even know that such an acronym existed until I joined the DIS. For those of you who aren't aware, it means
keeper
of
the
secret.
And, unwittingly, that's what I am.
Well, myself, and MJS. You see, because we weren't sure how I would feel about this trip, even after booking it, we didn't tell Nemo.
Nemo. The child who asks to go back to Disney World every week, who manages to work it into a conversation when I least expect it, bringing a smile to my face.
He has no idea.
And he still doesn't. Even though I've decided that we're taking this trip, that I'm going to be okay, that I'm excited about seeing Tink cross the finish line, excited about taking the baby for the first time, I still haven't told Nemo.
I haven't decided how long I'll be a KOTS.
It's a February trip, and Nemo's birthday is in the beginning of that month. Can I possibly hold on to it until then? And if so, how to do the big reveal? Any thoughts?
I've never been in this position before. It's kind of exciting.