Let me tell you a little story about the day my father died. I knew that my father was not in the best of heath for some time. He was 83 years old and his health had been deteriorating, and so, his death was not a shock to me.
It has taken me a long time but I’m learning to put my needs first. I am a single mother, with one daughter and I currently live with my mother, who is having many mental and health problems and is on lots of medications. My mother wants me to stay here with her, my daughter is the center of her world and her only motivation for living and although I want to leave, I am afraid that my mother won’t forgive me if I do, or she will ‘check out’.
Parents are having a tough time at the moment; many are finding themselves under financial pressure and are struggling to give their children the material things that others have. There is much more to life than material things and being a good parent doesn’t depend on giving your children everything they want. The most important thing you can do for your child is to love them, and teach them about love.
My son passed away recently, he was only 30 years old and while I know it is a choice, I can’t believe that this gifted, wonderful young man chose death over life. Was this part of our soul contract and did I do my part because I feel like I let him down since he didn’t choose to live. Will I ever recover from my grief?