When to Speak.....
I remember when a friend told me her teenage daughter was pregnant. I remember when a friend shared with me that her son was gay. I remember when a friend came crying to my door sharing with me that her husband was having an affair and they were getting a divorce.
Why is it so much easier to be supportive, sympathize, or counsel when life is happening to someone else? When the tables are turned and one of these things is happening to me, it is so much harder. It is even hard to live out the advice I have given to others. When I chatted with them it sounded so good, so smart, so doable. Now that it is me, I am not so sure I can handle it.Write comment (0 Comments)
Just another day
Just another day. Similar in some ways to the days before, different in others. I was not looking forward to today, nor was I dreading today; I had no feelings about it one way or another prior to today.
I have been a bit grouchy and perhaps short on a few occasions with others today. It is raining “cats and dogs” today, which is in itself odd. But now in the evening hours, as I sit and watch some mindless TV, it dawns on me what the date of today is…Write comment (4 Comments)
A Different Kind of Thanksgiving
Well, I did it. I survived again something I wasn’t sure I was going to: Thanksgiving.
This wasn’t just any Thanksgiving; this one was different. You see, 8 years ago shortly after Thanksgiving, my husband of 24 years and the father of my 3 children walked out. So beginning that very next year, I had to “share” holidays.
Looking back, I have been blessed to not have had this years experience until now. Even when our divorce decree called for our two minor children to be with their father, my oldest son was around and made sure to include me with his family. Then, by the time our middle son was a senior in high school, he had taken his father to court and was no longer spending time with him, so I did not share him on the holidays, just our daughter.
Fast forward to this year. My oldest and his family now live in another state, my middle son is back living at home but had plans for Thanksgiving with a friend’s family, and my daughter was, per our divorce decree, to spend Thanksgiving with her father. She has spent other Thanksgivings with him, but then been with me for the weekend. This was the first time she would leave and be gone the entire holiday weekend.Write comment (0 Comments)
Goodbye, so long, best wishes............. hey wait get back here!
My oldest and his family are in the beginning stages of a big move. He took a new job and it is moving his family to another state. They are learning many life lessons along the way. I am doing my best at trying to let them learn them and not stepping in to fix everything. Not that I CAN fix everything, but as a mom I always want to fix it, make it better, make it easier. As they struggle and succeed and strive and accomplish many things, I am very proud of the adults they have become.
At the same time, I sit and hold back the tears as they will for the first time be far enough away that I can’t go see them and come home the same day. It will be the first time in their very short little lives that my granddaughters go a prolonged period of time without me seeing them, and no, Facetime and Skype are not the same. I love being involved in their routines. Taking one out for treats the day before school starts, attending Christmas programs, open houses at school etc. It will be so different now. If I didn’t still have one of my own in Junior High, I would probably up and move right along with the oldest and his family!Write comment (0 Comments)