Originally Posted By: goldeylox
antlers, hang on honey, I'm gonna give you a little whack here.
I walked (and filed for D) last year. And I couldn't see it through.
You want to know why? FEAR.
My kids said the same sh!t to me. Day in, day out. Not so good for the PMA. I cried myself to sleep every night. Couldn't they see I was trying to rescue them from a monster? mad
No.
They couldn't.
I was ripping apart the only family they had ever known.
This is the hard part. You have to let go of your expecations of others, and just work on you. Drop the rope with the kids.

Gardener is right. they'll be back. Someday. Trust me. Goldey


Hi goldeylox.

Whack away. Never thought of dropping the rope with the kids! I'll work on it...feels counterintuitive though! I'll work on it.

OK...I trust you. Thanks.


"Always go straight forward, and if you meet the devil, cut him in two and go between the pieces." - William Sturgis, clipper ship captain, 1830's.