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Monday, May 14, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
So hoping that everyone had a nice mother's day. I did, although I do miss my own mother so terribly much, as well as my dear Aunt Norma, who acted as my mother after my own passed. In that respect, the day was hollow. I chose to stay busy and focus on my own family.
Speaking of family, I am going to be a grandma. Such a nice feeling. Doesn't make me feel old though, and I thought it would. Just makes me remember my own children as babies.
Turning the page to other thoughts, life sure gets complicated sometimes. The issue of sexual abuse has been on the forefront of my mind lately. While I know how I have dealt with it, it is quite another matter when it is someone you love -- and they are going through recovery. Sometimes you just want to climb into bed with them and pull the covers up over your heads -- but that can't be. Live for today; work through the past, but don't stay there for all we have is the here and now. It took me a long time to figure that out, but now I see the reasons that I had to go through all of that mess. So I can be here -- in the present -- to help someone I love so dearly navigate that same dark path. There is always another door to open, but the hallway is hell.
Speaking of family, I am going to be a grandma. Such a nice feeling. Doesn't make me feel old though, and I thought it would. Just makes me remember my own children as babies.
Turning the page to other thoughts, life sure gets complicated sometimes. The issue of sexual abuse has been on the forefront of my mind lately. While I know how I have dealt with it, it is quite another matter when it is someone you love -- and they are going through recovery. Sometimes you just want to climb into bed with them and pull the covers up over your heads -- but that can't be. Live for today; work through the past, but don't stay there for all we have is the here and now. It took me a long time to figure that out, but now I see the reasons that I had to go through all of that mess. So I can be here -- in the present -- to help someone I love so dearly navigate that same dark path. There is always another door to open, but the hallway is hell.
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