MyLifeSoFar

Thursday, May 28, 2015

This is where I complain.

Where life is not as I wish it to be.

Where people do as they please.

This is where I learn to breathe

because my breath is truly all that

I can control.

This is where I hurt and

this is where I let go.

This is where I remember

that my children are not mine

but belong to the universe.

This is where I sigh.

4 comments:

BirdieMay 28, 2015 at 6:52 PM
Does every mother fight against that our children do not belong to us but to the universe? From the moment I found out I was pregnant they felt wholly and completely mine. And I also feel like I belong to my own mother.
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ElizabethMay 28, 2015 at 9:06 PM
You, your words and the image are just profound. Thank you.
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ElsewhereJune 5, 2015 at 11:00 PM
sighing is like breathing in and breathing out
it's living
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Secret Agent WomanJune 11, 2015 at 12:01 PM
I have used this practice in many a trying situation.
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A few people have wondered about Jack and his back story, not sure how things have gotten to where they are now, so thought I would share. Jack is the son of my son and a woman he was with briefly. Both my son and Jack's mom are/were alcoholics and drug addicts. We have been caring for Jack, off and on, since he was born. In October 2021, Jack was taken into foster care briefly, when his mom was arrested for assaulting him. Since then we were appointed guardians, along with his maternal grandma and aunt. My son hasn't had contact with his son in almost three years, and he's in and out of jail on a regular basis. Jack's mom has been in rehab a couple of times and is trying to get her life back. Sadly, she also seems to have some mental illness which makes her very difficult to deal with, and I think that's why she self medicates with drugs and alcohol.