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Got up this morn and there is ice everywhere. Very cold. My mother is very depressed and going through hell. She wants to move in with me but that will never happen. I have learned sooooo much from having to care for her about being a daughter and what I expect from her and what she can actually give me. My hold concept of this relationship has really changed. I now understand why my own children react to me about unpleasant things where as before I thought they should do one thing and wondered why they couldn't or wouldn't in order to appease me. Funny how things go. I can't act towards my mother the way she demands me to anymore than my own children can act towards me. Shit it is so easy when you finally discover the truth. In the mean time there is no one to discuss anything with and I am almost 65. I wish I had, had this knowledge when I was 21.
I started a new career. I am training to do peer counseling with the aged. I am studying about what it is like to grow old. All the expectations, needs, desires etc that go into passing 65+. It is not what most people think. Until a person gets to this age it is very difficult to relate so you don't.
My daughter is going though her own hell and there isn't really anything I can do. I not only live too far away but she must deal with what ever is her challenges. Gawd it is to difficult to set by and watch. Her father is going into a care home and she is dealing with all that that intakes. Not the signing all the papers but the emotional parts. I support her in all that she does but I can't remove any of the painful emotions she is experiencing.
My son is in LA and needed very much up here. But that again is something I can't touch. He has to find his place in all of this. He really doesn't do well with emotional displays so again I must just set and watch.
Wouldn't the world be lovely if life was like the Waltons? Or would it be so dull that the crying would never stop. Feast or famine.
I started a new career. I am training to do peer counseling with the aged. I am studying about what it is like to grow old. All the expectations, needs, desires etc that go into passing 65+. It is not what most people think. Until a person gets to this age it is very difficult to relate so you don't.
My daughter is going though her own hell and there isn't really anything I can do. I not only live too far away but she must deal with what ever is her challenges. Gawd it is to difficult to set by and watch. Her father is going into a care home and she is dealing with all that that intakes. Not the signing all the papers but the emotional parts. I support her in all that she does but I can't remove any of the painful emotions she is experiencing.
My son is in LA and needed very much up here. But that again is something I can't touch. He has to find his place in all of this. He really doesn't do well with emotional displays so again I must just set and watch.
Wouldn't the world be lovely if life was like the Waltons? Or would it be so dull that the crying would never stop. Feast or famine.