Reading through the article reaffirms the path I have finally taken after years and years of over helping. It is not easy, but, neither is the latter. Over helping. My kids started out ok, but quickly slid into the same bad habits and then chaos eventually erupted with their choices spilling over into my house.
I remember well not wanting to be in my own home.
Sunday night we had a terrible tropical storm hit, 10 inches of rain, lightning, thunder. I thought of my two, my grands, prayed they were safe.
I realized that there was nothing I could do for them that they weren't capable to do for themselves. If I continually go to rescue or overhelping mode, they won't make the necessary changes to help themselves.
It is akin to going from a tricycle to a two wheeler but never removing the training wheels. There comes a time when I have to remove those training wheels and let go. So, I stopped over thinking and worrying. That is not helpful to anyone.
It's not easy to watch them fall, to know that they have ridden on rocky dangerous paths that have caused them so much strife.
How will they choose differently if I am constantly there to rescue them? How will they learn to have self respect if I allow them to take away my own?
We are all on the most difficult journey, but if we continually lay our own lives down, to give our d cs a hand up, and they tread upon us, expecting hand out upon hand out, what is to come of them when we are no longer here?
I am determined to keep from overhelping, it is not only a detriment to myself, but for my two, my greatest hope and wish for them is to find their purpose and their way. Time and circumstance has shown me that does not happen when I step in. I suppose that I have learned this the hard way. If I don't change my response and reaction, it lessens their chance to really spread their wings and fly.
Thank you so much for this article, Alb, it is a very good reminder for me.
(((Hugs)))
Leafy