I sure hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving, I sure did. Though...I do miss my son, he's with his Nanna, and Pawpaw Bubba this year. I try every year not to be down, but I end up getting a little depressed anyway. I want, more than anything, to be closer to one side of my family, but they don't seem to want me to be. It's tough, when you know they love you, you love them, but whenever you get together, things are just tense as all get out. It's just the way things are, unfortunately. Maybe one day things will be different.
I'm just not going to give up hope, but, I will stop trying to force my way into their lives as much. With each passing year, I back up a little more. I'm still going to keep communication lines open, and just pray that one day we can all be in the same place, at the same time, and all feel comfortable. To be honest though, even as a kid, and teenager, I didn't feel comfortable. I've always felt like the odd duck in a family of geese. I see the relationship my mother has with my sister, and I'm jealous. It's not that I want to replace my sister, I don't. I just want my own place within that combo.
I wish I could sit down with my mom, and my sister, and have an adult conversation, I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon though. I'm not sure what's worse really, the knowledge that they don't really want me around, or that I don't think that I've done enough wrong to warrant it. It's really a matter of differences of opinion. They think I should have gone right, and I went left...so to speak. It's not like I'm a druggy, or an alcoholic or anything else so horrible, it's simply that I've made choices in my life that they don't agree with.
I'm not the daughter they wanted me to be, I didn't live up to their expectations, and to be honest, I'm not like that anyway. I do things my way, they may not work out the best, or be the most lucrative, and yes, I've had to struggle for everything I've got. But, I appreciate it more. Nothing has ever been handed to me on a silver platter, and nothing ever will. I like that, though, like I said before, it means more that way.
I've had a hard life, not as hard as some, but certainly harder than that side of the family wanted me to go through. I feel as if I'm an embarrassment to them. They've made judgement's on me, which would never have come true, because I'm not the person they think I am. For instance, I wasn't invited, nor did I even know of, my sister's wedding. Why? Because she thought I'd "make a scene", I still don't know what she meant by that. I wouldn't have made a scene, other than to give her a hug, and wish her well. She and I haven't spoken for several years now, and I doubt we ever will. But, that started before she got married. She thinks my life is "stranger than fiction", and that I'm ungrateful. Maybe her version of what life is supposed to be like, just doesn't mesh with what it really is. Not everyone finishes collage, not everyone marries well off, not everyone goes through life in "order".
1. Graduate High school
2. Graduate Collage
3. Have a good career
4. Marry well off, or at least equal to, or above your "station"
I didn't do that....she did.
Instead, I went to collage for one semester, didn't finish, went to work instead, got pregnant, got married to my son's father, separated, moved a few times during all of this, met someone else, got pregnant, didn't marry the guy, moved again several times, got the divorce from the first husband,ended up a single mom with two kids (working during this time too), moved again, went through some issues with my family and my son moving in with his paternal grandmother (for reasons I'm not going to disclose here, but it was voluntary), met the love of my life, got married, and moved a few times more.
Of course, I'm leaving details out, but you get the picture. My life has been chaotic at best, and it's not all happy and rainbows, and orderly. I want it to be orderly, it's just not happened that way.
Now, if I were to describe myself, I'd say I'm boring. I like to knit, crochet, collect recipes, cook, bake, go to church on Sunday's, and go on camping trips, and educational, yet fun vacations with my kids and husband.
We like to dress up in period clothing, and go to renaissance festivals, and air shows, and WWII re-enactments. I enjoy creative writing, and am an avid reader. I think that children need to be taught respect, and manners, and that most children now days are sorely lacking in that respect.
I DO have my hand out, but to those who have clothing that doesn't fit their children anymore, let me find a good home for it with those in need. I take food to food banks, and when I'm able to find the time, I make baby blankets and give them to those who need them. Not just during the holidays, but all the time. It's not just during the holidays that people need things. My addictions are quite literally, ice, diet coke, and yarn.
I don't do drugs, I rarely drink, and I try to eat healthy. The last one I fall off the wagon, but doesn't everyone at least sometime in their life? I'm in love with my husband, in love with my children, and strive to be the best mommy and wife I can possibly be. I am no saint, but I am a good person, with a good heart, and even better intentions.
I have a bad habit of trying to be Mrs. Fix it. and yes, that does get me into hot water sometimes. I think I'm being skeptical of some people, only to learn that even though I'm overprotective of my family, I end up trusting the wrong people anyway.
I'm a list maker, on just about everything, not just on "things" but on life itself. There's a lot to go through before I allow you into my every day life, but even then...sometimes bad things happen to good people.
I'm posting this, because I've held it in for several years now, maybe there's someone out there who's gone through something similar, maybe there's someone out there, who's going through it right now, and feels like they're the only one. To the latter, you're not, and I'm not. Life goes on.
I feel that it's not important that you've lived your life like everyone else, but it's important what you've left behind when you die. I hope that end up teaching my kids what's important in life. That "things" aren't, family is, that money comes and goes, but family is always there, even if you don't agree, even if you don't get along, they're still family. That family isn't always who you're born to, but who you allow into your heart. Be careful who you trust, because even if at first they seem perfect to fit into your world, they may surprise you in a very negative way. You won't be able to tell that right away, maybe not for a very long time, but don't let your guard down completely with anyone. It's not all about you, it's not all about self preservation, it's about other's as well. Selfishness is not acceptable behavior, but at the same time, you do have to have a little self preservation, and your kids come first, no matter what.
You do what's best for your children, even if no one else agree's, if it's what's best for them, you do it. You're not here to please everyone else, you're not here to please yourself either. You're here to make sure that your children are taught the right things, the humane things, the things that will stick with them throughout their adulthood. You can't think of just yourself, you have to think about them, and what they'll bring to the world around them, and the children to come in the future.
Now, don't get me wrong, you need to find happiness for yourself too, just not at the expense of everyone around you. The best way to teach the lessons to be learned, is to live them yourself. If your child see's you unhappy, foul mouthed, selfish, and basically inconsiderate to other's, how do you think they're going to act? If, instead, they see you working things out with your significant other, and when the chips are down, doesn't realize it, because you're a happy family, what do you think they're going to learn then?
Your bad habits will become your children's, if not then you're damn lucky. Some kids see what the parents are doing wrong, and decide to do the opposite, and I say Good for them! But, some....unfortunately, don't do that, and end up doing worse. Then there's those, that the parents have done everything they possibly could right, and the kids end up doing the opposite. To those, I'm so very sorry that's happened to you.
At least, if you've tried to do your best, showed them by example, the way they should be, then you've done your job as a parent. I must add here, that there's always an exception to the rule, and S@#! does happen.
The hardest lesson that I'm still learning, is to appreciate what you have, and not be upset at what you don't. I may not have the family I want, but, I do have a wonderful family right here with me now. I appreciate the family I have, who love me, and want me. And I will not give up hope that I can somehow, someday, include those who don't want me with them for whatever their reasoning.