Copabanana
Well-Known Member
I am at the mailbox store because my computer has a virus and is in the shop.
Thank you for your replies. My son is at the house right now where I will soon return to take him home. I agree with most everything posted here and I thank you so much. I think the idea of spiritual counseling or therapy together is a good one and I believe my son might do it. I love what you said, GSM, about finding that haven of profound love for our child, amidst all of the noise. Albatross, Susie and others, thank you for your belief in me, and my deep devotion to my child.
My son thankfully knows me quite well, knows how much I love him, and is tolerant of my failings. But he demands his voice, and stridently voices his boundaries and disputes my incursions. He seems to take my extremity is par for the course, which is not to say I do not have the responsibility to change. Yesterday I went to find him (bearing a fire escape ladder for him to use in case of emergency. While this is not an inherently ludicrous idea, the hilarity of it did not escape me. But, hey. I'm me. I have decided to do the small things I can to minimize some my anxiety, and to leave the rest in g-d's hands.
That said, GSM, I will channel you: I feel fortunate and grateful that my son and I have sustained a relationship.
Thank you, all.
Thank you for your replies. My son is at the house right now where I will soon return to take him home. I agree with most everything posted here and I thank you so much. I think the idea of spiritual counseling or therapy together is a good one and I believe my son might do it. I love what you said, GSM, about finding that haven of profound love for our child, amidst all of the noise. Albatross, Susie and others, thank you for your belief in me, and my deep devotion to my child.
My son thankfully knows me quite well, knows how much I love him, and is tolerant of my failings. But he demands his voice, and stridently voices his boundaries and disputes my incursions. He seems to take my extremity is par for the course, which is not to say I do not have the responsibility to change. Yesterday I went to find him (bearing a fire escape ladder for him to use in case of emergency. While this is not an inherently ludicrous idea, the hilarity of it did not escape me. But, hey. I'm me. I have decided to do the small things I can to minimize some my anxiety, and to leave the rest in g-d's hands.
That said, GSM, I will channel you: I feel fortunate and grateful that my son and I have sustained a relationship.
Thank you, all.