Hi City Girl, I send you hugs and high hopes. first of all I want to address your initial comments about sadness reading posts, and feeling inadequate to help others. I borrow this from Rose (forgive me Rose) that every lesson is not meant for you (me), etc. I don't read all post-ers, but some I do and the ones I read I also feel touched and respond if I feel I can contribute something. The lovely thing is, there are a lot of us here! Maybe we are not all meant to respond to all posts, we share the load and each one gets just what she needs! There is no failure here. Secondly, we are all living our lives w/o a dress rehearsal, this is the real deal and it changes constantly, who of us knows whether or not the strong today will be strong tomorrow? And anyway, when I read a struggling story, it dispels loneliness in me, and I know that we are on common ground.
I go thru much sadness and disappointment with my ds, City Girl. It isn't what I wanted, but I consider myself blessed and fortunate to have a dd that does keep me in relationship. I don't find in my own experience that I'm reaching a totally healed place from that sense of loss of ds, but I can see that I have fewer and fewer really bad days since I came to WWU and shared it with people who understood. I have come to the conclusion through months of reading and writing, that all of us one thing in common in this estrangement insanity, which is the challenge to erase from our subconscious the image of our children as children, and switch it to the reality of children as full fledged adults, who no longer look to us for reassurance, guidance, and safety, and rightfully so. We have faded out of the limelight, and the sooner we come to terms with that and get a life for ourselves, the better. Once that huddle is crossed, anything positive is possible - i.e. remission from MS or other diseases that are exacerbated by stress and worry. Take heart, dear one, and forge ahead into the new year as a new woman, strong in what you have accomplished and bursting with new ideas and energy. No more knuckle dragging Mama.!
Luise I love what you said about 'We help each other get up'. You express your self so poetically and profoundly.
