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Love This Princess Right


 If you are in a relationship like the one described in the above photo you are loved.

 If not you may want to take a step back and take a long look in the mirror. Do you look happy and feel loved? If not you should re-evaluate your current relationship and ask yourself “Don’t I deserve to be respected and adored.?

    The answer is “yes.” 


Is your crown  slipping????  If so maybe this relationship isn’t meant to be. If you are put down, insulted, controlled, sad, and cry more than you laugh  ….. walk away now. 

 You don’t destroy people you love.

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Today Is Rare Disease Day  2016 ….Daddy I Wish……

Daddy I Wish….originally posted on my blog You Are Already Beautiful Parry  Romberg Syndrome and Me My story by Cheryl Rick Klein 

I am sharing this very personal story to support #rarediseaseday and #NORD 

If you know someone suffering from a rare disease please reblog and share this post originally written in 2010 to #raiseawareness , #educate and #support others living with a #RareDisease 

  

It has beem 16 years since you left and yes daddy I am still fighting to survive and won’t give up. 
  

Dedicated with love to MANNY RICK my dad who died May 23, 2000

My father was the first to notice that something was very wrong with my face when a small cut by my chin didn’t heal. He wasted no time and took me to every medical expert to find out was was wrong.

He held my hand and told me that I was still beautiful and told me to remain strong. He told me he would never give up to make me well again.

He showed me what true beauty is. You won’t find it in any mirror.
My dad lost both his legs to complications having diabetes.

I told him what he told me so many years ago.

Be strong, you are a beautiful person.

And he was………

It was the day of my little sister’s wedding. I went over to my parent’s house

to get ready for the big event.

Suddenly, my mother, and my two sisters were gathering their gowns and were heading to the door. ” Where are you going ? I asked.”

We have to get to the temple early we are having our makeup done professionally. They didn’t make a appointment for me.

My face said it all. My dad who was watching the situation remarked “I told you it wasn’t right to not include Cheryl.”

I just stood speechless as they pushed past me and headed out the door.

I ran upstairs to my old room and cried. I didn’t understand why I was not included. I lost half my face to Parry romberg Syndrome and it took years of cosmetic procedures to erase the damage on the outside, however in that moment I knew nothing could erase the emotional scars I tried to hide from the world. 

Could my own family be so shallow and actually be jealous I became too pretty???

My father called me to come downstairs.

He had tears in his eyes when he saw me. He opened his arms and hugged me tight. We cried together in silence. 

Then he said the most beautiful words to me I will never forget.

” You don’t need a make-up artist you are so beautiful just the way you are.”

I loved my dad more than anyone in the world. He saw the pain I hid in a smile.

My father also was fighting for his life after he was diagnosed in his late 50’s with Diabetes.

Diabetes is also a auto-immune illness that ravaged my father’s body and eventually took both his legs. 

I told him the same words he told me years ago. “You will always be beautiful to me daddy.” I hugged him tight and he cried like a baby in my arms. 
Parry Romberg Syndrome became a official rare disease in 2001.

Sadly my dad never knew I was finally diagnosed, he died just one year before.
   
  

Fairytale Dragons

  
This works the same in “real” life doesn’t it??????????

You need to be strong, very strong to beat your own personal “dragons” whatever or whoever they are.  

Sometimes I just give up because I don’t believe my own fairytale has a happily ever after.

The last few months a very evil “dragon” has beaten me and my family down. Without my consent my husband moved my 78yr old mother in law into my house. She and I have never gotten along. The stress level has been so bad since the dragon moved in that three months after she invaded my home my husband had a sudden heart attack at 53 years old. I believe “karma” had something to do with this . I get chest pains everyday and worry I am next. “Somebody is gonna die if this “dragon” doesn’t leave.”I tell this to my husband everyday. He tells me then to  leave because he is afraid of his mother the dragon. 

After knowing my husband 25 years he picks the dragon over me. 

I am angry , very very angry. 

I have been battleing the dragon my heartless fire breathing bitch of a mother in law for now 8 months. 

Friday night “You are killing me.” … no response . I say much louder “Get the fuck out of my house!!!!!!” 

She and her 24 hour aid that also lives here look at me like I am crazy….

My husband tells his mom “She is off her meds.” 

What meds ????? I may be depressed, but I am not psychotic . I want to scream but stay silent. 

I creep upstairs to my new “bedroom” which used to be the living room. It is  the only place I have any privacy. The dragon is confined to a wheelchair and can’t get up the stairs. I am alone but I feel safe. 

My  18 year old daughter is horrified with the abuse I have been put through. She had been withdrawn because she desperately wants to help her mother. She also wants the dragon to leave. She yells at her father that he is destroying me and she can’t handle seeing me in such pain. 

My sister called today and told me bluntly,”You have to leave your son of a bitch husband .” I laughed silently “My husband is a son of a dragon bitch.” Lol. 

You have to find the strengh to get your life back. “You have your whole  family behind you to help , you are not alone.”

I don’t care anymore about my husband or the dragon. They are monsters for what they have done to me.

I will unlock my own dungeon and escape this very scary “fairy tale.” 

This won’t be easy and will take time but I will find my “happily ever after.” Without  a sword I will beat the dragons.    

    These fire breathing dragons will be very angry when I leave my dream house  that I loved and and brought up my two daughters in for the past ten years. 

To my dragon mother in law ….. Burn baby burn…….. along with your bastard son. 
  
       

And that’s me in the photo above. I walked through the flames and exited my personal hell . I will never look back.