Brandnewday, That's a good point, just trying to provide that security.
And it seems like some kids have a harder time than others. Probably age and individual differences....
I wish my kids could see and my husband and I getting along better but at this point I'm not sure. I'm having a hard time feeling good about my marriage. Right now my husband and the kids are traveling to spend the weekend with his mom and his sister's family. His mom moved where his sister lives (about 4 hours away). His sister doesn't like me so I didn't feel comfortable going, but his mom is very nice. Now I think maybe I should have gone anyway. Tomorrow they are going to Sea World. I feel so separate from my family.
Even though it's only a night and a day, I just feel such distance from my husband. I'm wondering why I'm even married? At this point it truly feels I'm ONLY here for the kids. I wish I could feel more positive about things. Sometimes I feel like I'm forcing myself to try and be happy with my situation. It's like I have to change my thought patterns.
And the answer for now... GAL. Have a great weekend without my family do some special things for me. See I'm trying to change my thought process. It's amazing how sometimes just writing it down helps!
Of course, I'm not even touching on helping my kids in this post. I know for my youngest he really NEEDS the marriage to stay together. If my husband and I were to go back into divorce it would destroy him. I actually have proof of that. He recently wrote a story for school about a character who commits suicide and one of the things the kid was unhappy about was his parent's divorce.
By the way... things I'm doing to try and help my youngest.... giving him lots of my time (I eventually became uncharacteristically selfish during the divorce. At the time it was the only way I could survive it), forcing him to talk about things... and I'm thinking of looking for some books with positive stories and messages tonight. I have some of those Chicken Soup books for kids and teens. I should probably read them to him.
There is no arriving, ever. It is all a continual becoming.
