Trunkdweller?
This is my second post and already I am changing the course of my BOLG. This is not just a blog about my living throught the addiction of a child. There is so much more to write about. This is my life living with children, husband, friends, family.
It seems that no matter how old you children are they are always to some extent little children to a mom. Some times we want to throw them out of the nest and at other times we want to make the nest so comfortable that they come back. (Those are just passing moments once they get older)My oldest son has a family of his own and is in another state. He was blessed to marry a wonderful woman and they have two wonderful daughters. Each girl is so different yet so similar. The older of the two is a clone of her aunt she is three years old. The younger girl is still in the process of becoming her own person and what a trip it is to watch.As much as we love them and wish they were closer I know they are where they need to be. Not too close and not too far away - a 5 hour drive.
As a parent to be able to watch your children become parents themselves is truly awesome. It is very difficult at times because there are so many things we want to tell them, that we did and did not do, mistakes that we made and we do not want them to make. When I get to that point I tell myself to "get in the trunk. The trunk is the only really safe place for me to get when I want to drive other peoples lives. The passenger seat and the back seat still gives me access to the steering wheel so I just picture myself climbing in the trunk and closing the lid. Most of the times I close the lid myself but some times one of my children or my husband will help me in and close it for me - I remember once someone even slammed it once. A lot of times I much prefer the view from the trunk.
There are so many times that I should have been in the trunk but I did not know about it - where it was, how to get there, how long to stay. Boy but once you find it it is wonderful.
This is not a place for the faint hearted. This is a place where you can go and let God do what He is going to do anyway. It takes a lot of strength to stay in the trunk when you see things going on in the lives of the ones you love and not do something about it. Some people see it as an escape, or a cop out but when you realize that there comes a point when you are no longer in control, or have enfluence or are responsible for the actions of another person and everything is not about you it truly is the best place for you to go - for you and most especially for your loved one.
Hey maybe I will call this blog - Diary of a Trunkdweller!
So all of you moms out there in blogworld (dads too if there are any) - as I begin again this journey into the world of BLOGS I hope in the process of becoming a better person, thereby a better mother and grandmother, some aspects of my journeys may help someone else.
We can all help eachother in this thing called LIFE.
em
It seems that no matter how old you children are they are always to some extent little children to a mom. Some times we want to throw them out of the nest and at other times we want to make the nest so comfortable that they come back. (Those are just passing moments once they get older)My oldest son has a family of his own and is in another state. He was blessed to marry a wonderful woman and they have two wonderful daughters. Each girl is so different yet so similar. The older of the two is a clone of her aunt she is three years old. The younger girl is still in the process of becoming her own person and what a trip it is to watch.As much as we love them and wish they were closer I know they are where they need to be. Not too close and not too far away - a 5 hour drive.
As a parent to be able to watch your children become parents themselves is truly awesome. It is very difficult at times because there are so many things we want to tell them, that we did and did not do, mistakes that we made and we do not want them to make. When I get to that point I tell myself to "get in the trunk. The trunk is the only really safe place for me to get when I want to drive other peoples lives. The passenger seat and the back seat still gives me access to the steering wheel so I just picture myself climbing in the trunk and closing the lid. Most of the times I close the lid myself but some times one of my children or my husband will help me in and close it for me - I remember once someone even slammed it once. A lot of times I much prefer the view from the trunk.
There are so many times that I should have been in the trunk but I did not know about it - where it was, how to get there, how long to stay. Boy but once you find it it is wonderful.
This is not a place for the faint hearted. This is a place where you can go and let God do what He is going to do anyway. It takes a lot of strength to stay in the trunk when you see things going on in the lives of the ones you love and not do something about it. Some people see it as an escape, or a cop out but when you realize that there comes a point when you are no longer in control, or have enfluence or are responsible for the actions of another person and everything is not about you it truly is the best place for you to go - for you and most especially for your loved one.
Hey maybe I will call this blog - Diary of a Trunkdweller!
So all of you moms out there in blogworld (dads too if there are any) - as I begin again this journey into the world of BLOGS I hope in the process of becoming a better person, thereby a better mother and grandmother, some aspects of my journeys may help someone else.
We can all help eachother in this thing called LIFE.
em
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