Do you board up on a horse?

Sometimes I feel like I’m on a horse with no reins. Mentally that is…it really isn’t possible for me to board a horse, get on a horse, mount a horse? The last time I threw my leg over a horse on a carousel at the carousel museum in Leavenworth, KS, I had that moment of terror….while actively mounting the fake horse….what if I can’t get on….but much, much worse…what if I can’t get off.

I am not a riding a horse person….flying across the meadow on a horse with no name seems like it would be terrifying …… although…it might be exactly what I need to do if:

  1. I could give up control physically and in my mind not try to control the outcome….ie. not worry about who will clean up the blood and carry me over the mountains to a hospital.
  2. Breath into my feelings of fear and realize that the outcome is only a scenario I’m playing out in my head based on all of the fear based thinking that has gone before as I’ve tried to prepare myself for every eventuality rather than just relaxing and being!
  3. Allow someone to help me rather than faking strong and overly competent as I’ve always done in the past. Residue from childhood of not having confidence that there were “people” to take care of me rather than me having to take care of them. *cough mother.
  • My thoughts today as I realize mom has now been gone from this life for 10 years. There are just ashes left of the past I’ve left behind. It’s all happening right now. Everything else is an illusion…..just like the illusion of the future where I see myself riding a horse with no reins across the meadow. Just like control of the horse, I only have the illusion of control in my life.
  • Until next time….
  • The thing about Birthdays

    Welcome to my therapy session…With the exception of the boys-grand babies, every birthday that comes and goes, I feel a little lost….not because of everyone being a year older but birthday celebrations created by my mother are missing! I wish I could ask her why birthdays and holiday celebrations were so important to her and why she knocked herself out making everything special. Always a meal of favorite foods, a birthday cake and presents. When it came to him and the girls, I always felt she was stacking more work on me because I had to think and let her know, for each birthday, what I thought they would want the most! I, now, understand what that “burden” represented to me in our dysfunctional relationship! Was this the way she showed us love or was she playing out through us what she missed out on as a child because her mother died when she was still a child? As the matriarch of our family, have I dropped the ball? After my mother died and my girls moved around, I stopped feeling the need to make everyone’s birthday a national family holiday….does anyone else miss it? This is making me tear up and that’s how I know I must recognize the memories for what they are which is a destructive thought pattern of the past lubed up with feelings and emotions that are in the past. And the only reason they are bothering me today is because I’m not centered and I’m allowing these thoughts and emotions to appear as a reality now instead of living right here, right now…

    I’m so thankful to my mentors….and it takes a chorus of them….to teach me….or perhaps learn with me…how to live our best life today…. This post all happened because I wished the husband Happy Birthday this morning! No celebration today because our Des Moines kids drove down yesterday to surprise him and we all did dinner together at his restaurant choice. It was fun! There was love! In my heart I realize that’s all that is important!

    Until next time….

    mom and my support channel

    As I told Katy in an email earlier, “he” has pried me down off the top of the courthouse before I jumped or started shooting.  Emails from my daughters this afternoon had me go back and read my entry from last night and some stuff I sent to them by email and I can tell you I’m feeling stronger than I did then.  I got 100% support from my girls and they see the outcome the same way I do…I just think the problem is getting from point A to point B…as the daughter and mother, I realize I have to do the dirty work…I told “him” tonight that I have the total support of the 3 most important people in my life so what is my problem….I guess I’m scared of her…scared for all of the reasons that I have let her emotionally abuse me all of these years.  Not scared physically of her anymore because I outweigh her significantly.  She’s lost about 70 pounds in the last few years.  In fact she hasn’t hit me or even raised a hand to me since I was 12 years old…I won’t go into that ugly story but I’m pretty sure she realized I wasn’t going to allow her to be physical with me….

    One day at a time….

    What are we doing to the kids?

    I don’t even know where to begin…my brain is so wrapped around the what goes around comes around mentality when raising our kids.  Oh…there are some who break the cycle and there are so many extremes to the problem.  On the one end, my mother, with a narcissistic personality disorder, raised me to be a people pleaser, to take care of her needs by manipulating me and everyone else in her life that she “loved/loves”.  So I really wonder what made her this way.  My aunt, her only sister, has a touch of it also except Aunt Frances is loving and reaches out to everyone ie. at 92 totally gave up her life to move into my 90 year old mother’s house to take care of her and my mother treats her like dirt; I really believe that my mother has no idea what she is doing…I believe that she thinks that she has had this hard life and no one does anything for her or respects her for everything she has done for everyone…uh huh.  Something happened to those girls back in the early 1900’s to totally screw up one and mame the other.  “His” mother is 82 and has raised 4 children – they have responsibility issues, no self motivation, can’t disagree in a nice way and 3 of them with significant marriage issues.  This is not to say the fathers don’t affect the child rearing but I see these things in the mothers.  His mother is terribly selfish and thinks it is all about her..nothing new..always been this way…the kids just figured it out in their 50’s that there was something not right about “mama”.  My friend, Kim’s mother has terribly dependency issues and Kim pretty much plays the mother and her mom plays the daughter – she is in her 70’s.  I question whether it is a generation thing.  I started off parenting doing what my mother did…by expecting immediate obedience and not allowing her to be a baby…I’m not sure what happened when she was 2 or 3 because I figured it out and vowed never to do what my mother did.  I have also since apologized to my oldest daughter (several times) that I just didn’t know and am so sorry for any of it she remembers.  So…I broke that cycle but still have the inner voice which has me insecure and untrusting and I certainly picked a job which would bring out my compassion, taking care of people and people pleasing.

    Back to the initial question…what are we doing to our kids.  What kind of mother will my daughters be.  Was I too strict with one and too lenient with the other.  They are both very successful girls…the youngest is still in the making as a college student.  I could not ask for better kids but what will they take from their growing up years into their relationships with their kids….and on and on.

    My first two calls of the night involved teenagers and drunken/mental fathers.  #1 had to listen to the parent’s fighting until an officer arrived on the scene…nasty stuff coming out of both of their mouths.  I stayed on the phone to try to keep everyone calm so the officer didn’t walk into a dangerous situation.  #2 call of my night was the woman who needed an officer to get her drunk husband out of the house..she and her 16 and 17 year old sons were able to get him into the bathtub protect them because he was too drunk to get out.  What are we doing to our kids?