The Morning After: Coping with Mind Overload

Phone call one was a continuance of a previous conversation about relational problems he is having. It is coming to a nice conclusion, but we had to hash out the latest developments. Phone call two is her asking me advice about the same topic, again, that I know she won’t listen to or follow. Phone call three is the meltdown I have been waiting for. Nothing has been dealt with so the same problem keeps coming up. It’s surprising to her, not me. After the dump sessions are over I finally get back to dealing with what was upsetting me. Do you ever get re-surprised about something you should be used to by now? I could hear my oldest daughter saying, ‘Mom, they aren’t going to be the people you want them to be.’ I know, but I keep thinking they will. They should. It’s the way they are supposed to be.

I guess it was the realization of the obvious at just the right moment. She cares more about herself than me. I can’t remember the last time she called and asked how I was. She doesn’t have a clue what we are preparing to do. How much my life is changing. How happy I am starting to feel and how hopeful I am of for the future. No matter what I said at dinner she kept telling us what she wanted us to do. She kept reminding us that she didn’t have to go through any of this and got back to talking about her life. I was sad and the next day I would get the relational and life…