A good friend of mine from Iraq was from Des Moines, Iowa. Salt of the earth.
My life has been such a whirling dervish for the last couple of months, that I have not really had a chance to post to those who have kept me afloat from half a world away and closer to home.
I have some free time this morning, so I thought I would do the "12 step" thing, and post to those that I have just "taken from" the last year, and you would be one of those.
I really didn't post the whole weekend, because I was was busy with my son, as it should be. We had a ball. Love that kid! I go to visit my D16 in Philly tomorrow. She's in residential treatment now for the bulimia.
I stopped seeing a therapist when I volunteered for Iraq, and stopped taking medication as well. I was tired of the whole "LIFESTYLE". I'm sure you get that. I also seem to be posting less, unless a crisis hits, and I go into DEFCON ALPHA! If you think I am bad now, if you have some free time, look at some posts from me from September-December 2006.
I'm so sorry that you had to do it alone. I'm quite unsure how a parent walks out on their kids, especially a disabled one. Breaks my heart. My S10 is the center of my universe. I spent the whole weekend with him.
I wanted to say thanks for your months of selfless posting to me. I do slip back into being angry and cynical, but less than before. Just a condition of time, and help from folks like you.
It was of great help to me to hear from you, whether you knew that or not. I looked at myself at being such a failure, such an ogre for not meeting my W's. emotional needs. While I am certainly not Dr. Phil, I feel that I am a really decent human being, with the right priorities, and that some day, I'll hopefully find love again
I also felt that I didn't have a lot to offer in return.
You all helped me to see that a lot of that was not about me. I am eternally greatful.
