Grit, You are so right. The pain does push us forward.
Sweet B, For what ever reason this one hit me like a tidal wave.
H emailed me wanting me to find his Army discharge papers. No explanation. So I'm thinking maybe he needs them for retirement planning, veteran's hospital, clubs, maybe even for funeral planning.
I was unable to find them and the next morning my son comes home from work and tells me his Dad asked if I had found them. What H wanted them for was a 10% discount at a home improvement store. He's planning an addition on to ow's tiny little house so he can have a room of his own.
Now mind you this is in addition to all the work he's already put into that house. I'm here in my house that needs all kinds of work and since I'm now paying for everything I have nothing left to put into it.
It could be such a beautiful old house and has so much potential. That was once part of our dreams together to restore it to what it once was and better.
It made me so angry and hurt to hear what he wanted those papers for, especially when he left a man cave here that was built around him and his wants. All done by the kids and I. He used this den to shut himself off from us. Maybe he needs a room there to do the same. Who knows?
Anyway, I am ashamed to admit, especially to you B, that that really made me angry. I look at what you're going through and realize that I'm blessed that the kids and I don't have to worry about where we're going to live at least at this time.
Even though it needs a lot of work the old place is safe and warm. For that I'm grateful.
I'm also grateful and blessed to have friends here that I can turn to to set me straight and remind me that if I can still have this strong of a reaction, I'm not done yet...
