I was out this morning and got talking to a random woman in a shop because she asked about the baby I had with me (not mine, I was looking after it) she asked if I had any children myself nosey old bat and I said yes and started to say "one of my own, and a step daughter" then stopped myself as I can't really say that I do anymore. Ive seen her once in the last six months, and only a handful of times this whole year. What shes become isnt very nice and in many ways my own life is easier since she's not been coming, but I was proud of my little family and now it is missing someone.
I could handle t better if she was actually happy. But now I learn that she isn't, and her behaviour is getting worse... and I wonder what will become of the little girl who was 8 when I met her all bouncy with braids and buildabears... 