4/25/92, 30 years ago, I married my best friend and soulmate. It hasn’t always been easy and we have definitely had some challenging times together, but I wouldn’t change a thing. All those things; good and bad have made us love each other more. Despite the challenges we have had a good life together these past 30 years, I am blessed and grateful.
We have two wonderful daughters who are doing amazing. I think they might have been a little traumatized, but my life altering colon surgery and a little miffed by my spaced out persona during my addiction (but I never failed to support them, cheer them on and volunteer … I was a very functional spaced out mom). Allie starts a new job next week and turns 27. She never did really go into teaching. The pandemic had a lot to do with that. She is in sales and has been kicking ass! Kirsten is working in a lab duing quality control and such. She is interviewing and has a 4th conversation with the company this week. It is more of an environmental science job that she will be well suited for. Both girls live away from home and are functioning adults. I am very proud of both of my girls and the family that Steve and I created.
It is hard to fathom that it has been 30 years since our wedding day. I remember a time when I thought we would never be together. I was young and in love and so desperate to marry the love of my life. 30 years ago it finally happened! Through sickness and in health we have weathered the storm. I am one lucky girl!
Day 11 in quarantine ….. day 4 of Covid for me.
The kids are all headed back home and to work. Steve is back to work, and here I sit …. me and Ollie, the dog.
Covid went through the whole family …. Pat, Steve, Allie and then me. Kirsten is the only one to get through the holiday unscathed. She stayed away for awhile, but gave up and just came home, but so far she has been ok, fingers crossed!
It was a long 11 days with all of us at home, plus an extra dog. The mess was piling up, the Christmas decorations were becoming annoying and we were all getting bored with each other. I have to say, I was ready to get my house back … but at the same time I loved having everyone under one roof. I have mixed emotions as I sit home alone in the quiet of the house. I have started the cleaning process and putting things away – including Christmas, but my energy is low. I am still feeling the effects of the virus.
I can not say that Christmas was ruined. We were all stuck together at home. No running around, just us at home. I did have some fun excursions planned that didn’t happen, but we watched movies, played euchre and various games. Watched marathons of Netflix and enjoyed each other’s’ company. Stuck at home with all of us together doesn’t usually happen. I am grateful for the special stuck at home together time we had. It did suck with us being sick, but it was mild cases and only lasted a few days …. I think mine is lasting the longest!
I will miss my kids, but it is different now that they are adults and have their own lives to live. Steve and I, too, are in a different phase of life …. empty nest. We are all on our own journeys and must part ways. But not for long. We will all hopefully meet up in Florida in February for Pat’s moms birthday celebration.
It is not what I had planned, but sometimes what you don’t plan is better! Now if I can just make it a few more days to feeling better and getting out of quarantine and joining the world again ….. all will be good.
Today my oldest daughter turns 25 years old. How could that sometimes sweet, sometimes sassy little girl be all grown up and 25 …. and how can I already be 52?
She has always been independent and a little stubborn, well ok a lot stubborn.
My first baby, born May 3, 1995. She was a about a week over due and had to be induced. We went to the hospital at 6:30 AM and 12 hours later we had a little human who was totally dependent on my husband and I. I will never forget the doctor handing my new baby girl to my husband and then my husband showing her off to my parents ….. hello I am the Mom and I need to see my baby! She had to be forced out and was born with a little cone head, but she was still perfect (her head shape is now fine) and it was love at first sight.
My little girl has grown up to be a caring, hardworking, loving, independent, world traveler. I could not be more proud of her. She may not have found that perfect career yet, but she is still a very loyal and hard worker and I know she will land on her feet and find her passion.
She is finding her way in the world. My girl and her boyfriend of several years are picking up and moving from our home state of Ohio to Dallas TX next month. I am really excited for them to experience this and grow in their independence and as a couple. If I am being honest, I selfishly like them closer to home, but it is not my life or my journey.
My wish for my children is that they are happy, caring, productive members of society and that they never forget where they come from. I just want them to be good people and they are.
This child made me a Mom 25 years ago. It hasn’t always been perfect, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I have a fantastic relationship with both of my adult daughters. I am grateful for my girls, my husband and the life we have made.
Winter break is in full swing for my college senior. Mom here, is having mixed emotions. This will be the last time she will be home for any length of time. After graduation, her and her roommates are planning to stay in Chicago. Chicago is a 5 + hour drive, not hateful, but not very close to home. My oldest, is talking about moving from Columbus, Ohio (a 1.5 hour drive from home) to Dallas TX. She has a couple part time jobs in Columbus, but has not settled in with her career. I am proud of my independent girls, but I also love it when they are home.
I will have Kirsten home for a little less than 4 weeks and Allie for 4 days. I will cherish the full house. I don’t know when we will all be home under the same roof again. The empty nest is getting emptier. It is real world time for my girls. I am not sure what that is going to look like. 2020 will be an interesting year, but exciting. There are so many unknowns that we will get to watch unfold for our children.
It is definitely a bag of mixed emotions that I am trying not to dwell on. I will live in the moment and enjoy the Christmas / winter break season with my husband and my girls as well as extended family. This may be the last year for all our family traditions. I can not project what the future will bring so I will not worry or stress about it until next year.
As I have learned in my 12 step program, I will stay in the now, be present, take it one day at a time and have gratitude.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
Its a good day to recognize those women who have mothered us and helped us grow. Our Mother’s, Mentors and Friends. I love my Mother so much, she is an awesome Mom. Sometimes I wish I could be more like her … spur of the moment, love of travel and of all things and very adventurous. She is a free spirit (and sometimes these traits drive me crazy). I on the other hand am more careful, conservative, a planner and a homebody …. more like my Dad I would say. My mom and I have a wonderful relationship, she is my biggest supporter. I don’t think though she understands my addiction issues and recovery very much and we rarely talk about it, but she is proud of me for getting sober and for the Mother that I am.
I love being a Mom. I am grateful to be the Mother of 2 wonderful young women. My girls have really turned out to be good people and I couldn’t be prouder of them. They are both on their way to becoming self sufficient adults. I feel like I have done my job in raising them. I miss having them around, but I have had to let them leave the nest and fly. It is different being a Mother to adult children. I sometimes miss those days when my kids were younger. I still worry about them, even though they are adults. I worry about that addiction gene, I pray they don’t have it. They like to have fun and drink, but don’t seem obsessive about it or to have that addictive personality …. yet. My girls seem well grounded and mostly responsible. I am grateful that my girls have a close relationship with my Mom (in fact my oldest daughter, Allie, is just like my Mom) and had a close relationship with my Grandma, their Great Grandma, who passes away only 4 years ago. We all live(d) in the same area and got to enjoy each other as family.
Life keeps going. I am so happy my girls were home to celebrate the Mother’s Day weekend with me and spend some time with my Mom. I do miss my Grandma, but she is definitely here always in spirit.
I am honored to have so many wonderful (older) women in my life who may not be my Mother, but who have helped shape and mold the person I am today. This is especially true of the women I know and love in recovery. I am a very lucky Girl, Daughter and Mother.
So this happened this weekend …. my husband and I were bored and took a trip to the local animal shelter, the next day we brought our new 8 week old little boy puppy home. Crazy?, yes! But we couldn’t resist. We think his name will be Ollie. We have tried out several names and this is the one that seems to fit the best, at least so far.
Our current dog is getting on in years and we have been toying with the idea for awhile, but not seriously and we were wanting an older dog, not a puppy. Funny how things work out. Our older dog, Sadie, is not overly thrilled with this new addition. Hopefully in time she will grow to love him as we do. Right now she is totally trying to avoid him.
Spring/Summer will be the perfect time to get this puppy trained. I am not working and Steve is in between jobs and taking the summer off to really explore different opportunities and what he wants to do with the rest of his life. We are blessed that we have the means to let him do this and the chance to spend some fun time together.
It is a crazy world we live in …. you never know what is going to happen when you wake up in the morning.
Back on my beautiful back patio, chilling, listen to the birds sing and letting my mind wander some more. I am blessed with my family and friends and the life I have despite the obstacles of addiction and at times mental issues.
This past weekend we celebrated Easter. Both of my girls were home at the same time, the first since Christmas. I had not seen Kirsten, the Chicago daughter since then. It was so wonderful having a full house …. the two girls plus 1 boyfriend for a long weekend. It is different with adult children our relationship has changed to an adult relationship. Steve and I really enjoy our adult children, we had a lot of fun just hanging out with them and being together. We did the family Easter thing at my Moms house celebrating with my brothers and family … 14 of us in all. And though it was very loud and chaotic at times, it was still wonderful. I love having everyone together, the kids ages 2.5 to almost 24 enjoyed the Easter Egg Hunt, it was fun to watch the little ones and the big kids act like little ones.
Now it is Monday. Allie and Patrick are back to work in Columbus. We took Kirsten to the airport this morning for her flight back to Chicago and school and Steve left for an overnight business trip. I went from a full house to just me sitting at home alone contemplating life. I am back to having an earache and sore throat and sinus issues … which is making me more self aware that I am now alone and feeling a little sad. I miss having my kids around, but they are spreading their wings and I am proud of them. They are great kids or I should say they have turned out to be great people.
Really I should have nothing to complain about, I am truly blessed.