Thank you for the hugs Aka, I'll do my best to think 'wishfully'. I had a long chat with a very dear friend last night, bringing her up to date with all that has been going on. Like your friend Kiora, she is finding it difficult to come to terms with the way we are being treated and angry because she knows the pain we are trying so hard to live with.
Some times I feel guilty for sharing with friends because it upsets them when I cry. They want to be able to do some thing to help and often don't realise that being there, listening, caring and supporting is the most valuable thing they can do.
Because my s lives just down the road, I do see him occasionally, I saw him this morning funnily enough. He was a terrific looking young man but now looks much older, tired, disheveled, lonely and unhappy.
Apart from his older brother and s.i.l. who live abroad, he's lost touch with every other member of his own family. We saw him briefly a few weeks ago and he told us that he'd been miserable for the last 2 years. Not something a parent wants to hear their own child say, but what can we do. We thought he was reaching out to us and so we were there for him, but since then nothing, just the deafening silence.
When I read your post Kiora which as Iam said was honest and sensitive, it was your reference to a 'black terrible legacy' which really struck me. I feel that my poor boy is having to live with such a legacy, one of his own making. I often wonder what the repercussions will be for our gc and indeed our s bec. one day he's going to ask why he's only got one set of grand parents, and may be one day our s will ask him self 'what have I done'.
My dear friend echoed the words of others and family when she said that we just have to let him go. Hopefully his house will sell soon and he will leave our village so at least we wont be able to 'see' him and our dear little gc, who is now 2 years and 4 months but who we haven't seen since he was 8 months old. This would give him and us that space we all need to move on with our lives.
I loved my boy with all of my heart, he was my sunshine, my moon and my stars. My world is a sadder and darker place now that he has gone but I still have so much to be thankful for, and I am.
Your post didn't hurt me Kiora and you've clearly had your own pain of estrangement to cope with and have suffered as we do.
for you.