Parenting your Adult Child with Altruism & Reality
I love my daughter more than words can say, but I cannot heal a relationship alone. So, I pray. I pray that God will intervene and create some emotional need for connection from her. I pray that her deceased Father will hear my cries and 'help'. I pray that she drops down into her heart instead of justifying anger. I pray that she stops looking to blame me for her life and is happy.I pray....I cry.I pray some more.
I accept I cannot force anyone to love me or even to treat me with respect. But ,I can love and respect myself. I can love myself enough to not engage in this unfolding pit. I love myself enough to take care of my soul, and to know that even as an imperfect parent, I am proud of the parent I am .I'm appreciative of my ability to recognize misdirected anger, and learning not to take it personally. Oh it is hard, but, it is my lesson now. It is an unfolding for me, and I know in my soul, that this too shall pass, but how it unfolds will be considerably different than the past. In the past I blamed my self; Today I love myself gently through this....knowing even in imperfection, everything is perfect.