Having lived with this since 2016, and the complete rejection since 2017, all I can say, by word of advice is, “Make the best of what you’ve got.” That is my morning mantra with the makeup box beside me under the bathroom mirror as I try to mitigate the effects of aging. But it also applies to everything in my life that I cannot change (…
Having lived with this since 2016, and the complete rejection since 2017, all I can say, by word of advice is, “Make the best of what you’ve got.” That is my morning mantra with the makeup box beside me under the bathroom mirror as I try to mitigate the effects of aging. But it also applies to everything in my life that I cannot change (see also, the Serenity Prayer). So much of life is unexpected, out of our control, unasked for crap. Seriously. As an OCD person, very goal oriented (lawyer, former small business owner), it is VERY HARD for me to accept what I cannot change, and if not *accept*, at least live with. But a surprise cancer diagnosis following a routine mammogram in 1999 and my dad being hit (and killed) by a car that went off the road in 2009, prepared me. Yes, I am a walking wounded, and if made to talk about my losses to any extent, I do start to cry. So, I try to live my life as best I can, knowing my two youngest adult children’s choices are also out of my control. I try to be grateful for what I have and also for what I’ve had in my life and leave it in God’s hands. Have a Merry Christmas everyone!
Having lived with this since 2016, and the complete rejection since 2017, all I can say, by word of advice is, “Make the best of what you’ve got.” That is my morning mantra with the makeup box beside me under the bathroom mirror as I try to mitigate the effects of aging. But it also applies to everything in my life that I cannot change (see also, the Serenity Prayer). So much of life is unexpected, out of our control, unasked for crap. Seriously. As an OCD person, very goal oriented (lawyer, former small business owner), it is VERY HARD for me to accept what I cannot change, and if not *accept*, at least live with. But a surprise cancer diagnosis following a routine mammogram in 1999 and my dad being hit (and killed) by a car that went off the road in 2009, prepared me. Yes, I am a walking wounded, and if made to talk about my losses to any extent, I do start to cry. So, I try to live my life as best I can, knowing my two youngest adult children’s choices are also out of my control. I try to be grateful for what I have and also for what I’ve had in my life and leave it in God’s hands. Have a Merry Christmas everyone!
You have two children with unfortunate choices? You have my sympathy and love.