When the going gets tough…

I guess tough times are to be expected, but it is no fun.  And when my kids are the source of the stuff that brings the hard times it is about the hardest sort of hard times.  I think it is because I love them.  I have those moments when I probably feel more like killing them (or seriously maiming them at least) but not too deep down I love them so much.  So much that I can be hurt by them pretty easily.  So I am not going to sit by and watch them slip and slide into stuff they shouldn’t be doing.  Right now, I have one who seems to have realized that some stuff is not good and is trying to break free and another who I don’t think realizes just how much and how serious the trouble they are headed towards is. 

So I seek words to talk to them with.  I want to say things that will get my concern for them across without my getting angry.  I want them to know and understand that I don’t want my trust of them to be taken lightly.  I don’t want them to think I am a fool that can be easily trumped by deceitful words from them. 

I don’t know if I am even doing the right thing.  That seems to be the hardest thing about life – not knowing the end result of our words or actions and not being able to go back and do things over if we mess up.  Wisdom – what I seek but not always what I demonstrate. 

So this has been a rather tough sort of day.  And tomorrow I head into a short stretch of single parenting.  So if any of you think of praying for me over the next few days, I sure could use it.

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  1. Toni

    Will try to remember, Linea. You KNOW I can sympathise.

  2. Sharon

    You’re on my list next to my computer screen…. I glance there often and talk to God about you and your kids………. I love you……

  3. Thinking of you, Linea, and praying for you (if that helps). Dealing with my kids a lot these days, too. Just wrote my daughter a long email about being nice to her menopausal mom. Don’t know if it’ll work.

    Gosh, I need to tell you my dentist stories someday…

  4. Donna


    My “kids” are 26 and 23…..there were moments when I wondered if they EVER listened to anything I said. Some of the things I rattled on about flowed off them like water off a duck, other things stuck like cement. It’s seems to me to be about CHOICES. We all have choices that need to be made on a daily basis, some we do with wisdom some with very little wisdom but we all deal with the consequences. Be there for them if and when the consequences it the fan. Be constant in your words, patient in your reaction and always love them when they come home……just like the rest of us parents.

    Hang in there you’re doing fine…..