Thank you so very much for responding.
The more I think about the things that you all have said, the more I realize there are two reasons that I am going to counseling at this point.
One thing is for sure - I want this man who is so much better educated than I regarding this type of thing, to tell me what to do. You know, like a resource. Like what can I do to step in and try to turn the situation around as much as would be possible? (Of course there’s nothing to be done about losing my husband. But some of the things going on now are in regards to my children… And I don’t know how to let go of the notion that I’m their mom and I need to help them in whatever healthy way that I can. I don’t even agree with the notion that I should not help when I can). There are times I go in to counseling and I don’t really get any answers. But there are other times that I go in and by him guiding me through the conversation, I find at least some small thing that I could do that would be helpful. Yesterday, I was trying to figure out what I could do to be of help to one of my sons, but in a way that he would be able to accept, considering where he’s coming from. And then in all of my rambling, I heard myself figure something out just by rambling and him guiding me through the minefield. It just came to me that my son loves to read and learn things on his own, so I asked him if - rather than me trying to discuss things with son - if he would be able to give me the name of a book that could explain some of the things that he’s going through and how to navigate it as well as possible. A completely obvious thing, but it didn’t occur to me until I heard myself describing my son and how he didn’t like to learn things from me directly, but more so on his own.
Another reason I go is to get his feedback about where I am emotionally and even functionally. Sometimes I just think to myself… "I don’t know how much good can come from my counseling today, but if he could just tell me that I’m doing a good job"… Making progress, you know. Because a year and a half out, some friends and family are either uncomfortable with discussions about grief and such, or begin to pity you… And that I cannot tolerate. Or else they tell you how marvelous you are doing and you know that is not true. Or the very worst… You wanna talk about it, and they’re tired of hearing about it. And they would just rather avoid the negative.
About the time I feel like I am making some progress, either I tell myself that I absolutely am not… or something else pops up.
This morning, my youngest… My son, who just got out of jail 3 months ago texted me and then called to let me know that he was let go from the job that he has. He said that he had gotten a job directly with the company – not through an employment agency. And that they were so pleased with his work that they were going to offer him more hours and a more secure position… Like a step up, I guess. But they called him into the office and told him that due to the "promotion" that they had in mind, they had to run a "next level" background check, and that something in his background was not available to them and that was not acceptable, so they let him go. He assumes it was the federal charge. I don’t really understand what is and is not included in a background check. Anyway, he seemed positive about it. He says that he thinks by this time next year, he will be finished with barber school and can get started in that direction. He also is wanting to start a mobile detailing business.
I told him that sadly, he was going to need to expect this type of thing until he could find his niche… And that running his own detailing business and being a barber are two areas that could be less inhibited by his record.
I appreciate your kind thoughts about my struggles. I don’t feel that I am doing such a good job with all of it. I’ve never felt overly strong because I react emotionally to things. And in many situations throughout our marriage, my husband was my strength. One reason I think certain struggles we had hit me so hard… If you know what I mean. I try very hard to be strong. And positive… Something I’ve been working on for a long time.
The biggest problem I have with any and everything in my life is how things can hurt people that I love. I think I was helpful to my son when he text me this morning. I told him how sorry I was that this was happening, but that realistically he had to expect that this could happen from time to time. I told him I was impressed that he was setting his sites for things a little bit in the future… Like that he was not expecting things to happen immediately. I told him I knew that he had this, and that with some patience, he was going to be able to achieve so much.
But after we hung up, and shared a couple of texts… I broke down. He made some really bad mistakes, and has paid the legal price for that. But now comes the everyday living prices that he has to pay. And I totally get that. I guess I’m just emotionally immature enough to be devastated when those that I love are hurting. But I know that these things that he will be facing along the way will define who he is. They will either break him, or they will give him resolve.
In the absence of needing to take care of my husband, which had become a full-time job in the later years of his life, I have tried to gain perspective about my life from here forward. And I absolutely and totally believe that the greatest joy I could have and the greatest thing that I could achieve would be to prepare my kids as much as possible for what they are to face in the many years that they have left.
I just wish I could do it without the fear and pain and frustrations. Me and everyone in the world, right?
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