Motherhood is a trip . . . are we there yet?
A few weeks ago, I sent my formerly troubled teen turned estranged adult daughter a text to let her know her yoga membership that I’d been paying for would expire at the end of the month. After being ignored about everything else, it was just a one liner stating the facts. There was no emotion…
Where am I today? In some ways, I’m in a very good place with my relationship with each daughter. My older daughter and I have gotten back to our close bond and even took a trip together recently. It was the first time I’d seen her since Mothers Day weekend, eight months ago. We used…
As I’ve written before, I’ve joined a Facebook group for estranged parents. There are a LOT of members, mostly mothers, and this is only one group of many to join. I took a look at the members list, and while there were a number of local people who were friends of friends, I didn’t know…
Time is moving fast, and I don’t know where to go. I’m literally lost. I thought by now I’d have come to terms with my new fate, but I’m falling deeper and deeper into a confused depression. I don’t know what to do or who to turn to. My husband is a good listener, but…
Though I’m getting used to the silence, I must admit, my heart is still broken. You wouldn’t know it by my words or how I manage to navigate my days, but the heaviness is always there. One day last week, it was literal. I honestly thought I was having a heart attack, but it was…
4/5/2021 That’s right. My formerly troubled daughter lost her 58-year-old father right after Valentine’s Day 2021. He died from a heart attack as he arrived home from the gym. It’s enormously heartbreaking. I’m even sad even though I haven’t seen him or talked to him for so many years. My daughters’ already complicated and confusing…
2/6/2019 Today is Wednesday and if it weren’t for being busy at work with so many nice people, I’d probably be crying in the corner somewhere. It’s hard to concentrate or give a shit about my work, but I’m 55 and have learned to fake it like a pro. I’m a great phony smiler and…
1/30/2019 I really want to start writing uplifting posts about my daughter, but the opportunity just hasn’t arisen. I talked to my daughter today, but my heart is even more barren than before. I’ve been calling my daughter at the weekly time, with the assumption that she probably won’t answer, but this week was a…
1/29/2018 Time for an update. Daughter has been in her new city nearly four months, and she’s not doing great—not following through on all the promises to me and to herself. She’s as behind as an adult as she ever was, the difference being I can’t see it first-hand. We had a crisis, though, so…
11/2/2017 I’m still reeling from my daughter’s departure. I’m not talking about missing her or worrying about her or being nervous about her decision. No, I’m pissed off. And beyond anxious. And massively broken-hearted. On Friday, October 13, 2017, she finally got into her car (I turned over the title to her, so the car…