There is something so renewing, so fresh, so spiritual about
white. Clean, simple a new beginning ...
and it is a new day.
Thank you so much for all of your kind words and wise advice.
I reached out for help and you were there. You uplifted my
heart when I was feeling defeated.
You all gave me sensible, realistic and sound ideas for
how to handle what I was not handling very well.
You were both firm and loving. I could not ask for
Your words of encouragement both as blog comments and
as personal emails touched my heart. You uplifted me and gave
The two most important things I learned was that I was (as one commenter
so wisely stated) being treated like a teenager. So true and I was
beginning to act like one too.
Years ago I had a little cartoon that I kept on my desk in my office.
At that time I was a pretty successful business woman. I wore
power suits, carried an expensive briefcase and had an expense account.
Now this cartoon showed a woman dressed like I was at that time.
She was headed to the airport to get on a plane to go home.
She arrives at the door of her parents home. She has shed that
business suit, the briefcase has fallen to the ground and there
is a teddy bear in her hand instead. She has reverted to a child.
I can't think of a better depiction of the person I have been lately.
Parents can do that to us. They have the power to reduce us to
children when we no longer are. Logically I knew this but
my heart had forgotten.
With your help I was reminded that I need to set boundaries.
That is step one.
Mom needs some freedom and some time away from me.
I am contacting a caregiving agency that provides
companion services. I will have someone pick her up
and take her places until Mom has established a network
of friends here in our new city.
I need to put the needs of my marriage first.
While I will always make sure that my Mom is
comfortable, safe and secure, her needs can be no more
important than those of other family members.
When I get frustrated I need to take a time out and
exercise, meditate, have a facial or lunch with a friend.
Many of you suggested that I move Mom to assisted living.
Knowing me and knowing my Mom, I just can't do that.
I will do what I can to create the happiest environment for all
concerned and just not sweat the small stuff.
How blessed I am to have you as friends.
Please visit my friends
They are celebrating their 100th What's It Wednesday
Party. Congratulations girls!
Big Texas Hugs,
Susan and Bentley