One of my children is in a difficult time in her life. Seems as though the minute she gets it all together she either does something without thought to unravel it again or the universe decides that her world was far to calm and unravels it for her.
Sadly, there is a wealth of journaling information in her plight and the interaction with my life, but she’s in the midst of so many legal issues, that I don’t feel comfortable airing my feelings in a public forum. You never know who is lurking.
Suffice it to say that there are a few people in her world who are very ugly and mean spirited, and while she’s not a perfect person (who is?) I’m proud of her for what she doesn’t do at times. She does not bad mouth her children’s father in front of them. She doesn’t fill their tiny heads with negativity towards their father. She doesn’t discourage their relationship with him. She doesn’t keep their extended family from them. She doesn’t purposefully plant booby traps to make his life difficult. That means that I raised a person with a kind heart, a sensitivity towards her children and a keen sense of respect for them. Too bad other families don’t raise their children that way.