No Parent Should Ever Have To
I had to do something today that no parent should ever have to do. I had to admit my child into a psych ward. There is no way I can describe to you what it feels like to take him there and have to walk away, leaving him all alone without even his phone or ID. When you have an adult child with mental illness you have to wait until they cry out for help. The saddest part was that he didn’t do this to himself. There was no drug abuse, or any crime committed, he simply was born into a broken world this way. He always loved the name Justice, and sad to say there wasn’t any in life for him. I can’t even call or text him and I am only allowed 1 hour a day to come and visit. Now I know that this is what’s best for him but a mother’s heart bleeds at leaving” her baby” all...
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Important vs Urgent
For the last couple of weeks, I have been listening to motivational speakers discuss time management. Many people find it a challenge to get things done if they are not urgent. We all know the “urgents” in life! They can be anything as simple as calls we have to return, to meetings we have to attend, to last minute stuff that we put off or forgot about, and suddenly remembered. Every day has urgents. Picking up your child after school, taking them to baseball practice, or rushing to get ready for a 10am meeting that you’ve yet to prepare for. Anyways, you get the idea. What we fail to do is to make time for the important things in our lives. What are the important things that we want to get done, yet fail to time and time again? It could...
The Problem Is Me
I reached the end of my rope the other day. Do you ever have days, or even weeks, when you are past your limit and living on your reserve tank? When you’ve handled as much as you can take, and then some? Well, I went past my reserve and ended up in a meltdown. I wasn’t blaming anyone or anything in particular, just myself. Have you heard of the saying “you teach people how to treat you?” No one can make you do or act a certain way unless you allow it. I have allowed and allowed some people to continually take advantage of my kindness. Or rather, my desire to avoid conflict. When I was a child, once in a while my mom would make “the” call to my dad at work, telling him that he needed to come home and straighten out the kids....
The Letter
I feel compelled to write today about my dad. Not just because of Father’s Day, or because his birthday is around the corner, but because it is in my heart and mind today to do so. I was always a “daddy’s girl.” I had to sit with my dad in the same chair every morning or I would actually feel sick to my stomach. He didn’t really have a lot of time for me, for I was one of six children, and he was trying to run a business to make a living. So this was our special time, just him and me. He would read the paper and occasionally rub my leg or arm to let me know that he was there. As I grew older, and grew bigger, we could no longer fit in that recliner, and the times sitting alone with father ended. I saw a picture one day, long ago, of...