Luckylegs
none of us are perfect, perfect human beings or perfect parents. For as long as I've been posting here, this has been a place to vent, to weep, to share our laughter and our tears.
For what it's worth, you didn't come across to me in your 24.14 post as bitter or mean spirited. You came across as a broken hearted mother. The sense of powerlessness that we all feel in this situation is sometimes for me, the hardest thing of all.
That's my attitude too Mumsy, our ES's decision to do what he's done has nothing to do with us and has no bearing on how he was raised and the parents that we are.
When I say that before the estrangement there was barely a cross word between us, it's true. I had rather a volatile relationship with our DS, both of us having strong personalities and neither of us being afraid to express how we felt. Mr. S. used to say at times it was a clash of the titans and yet, our relationship continues to go from strength to strength. During a long conversation last summer with DS, I said that the tragedy of our estrangement is that I suppose our relationship was never truly tested and when it was, it failed spectacularly. We'd never had a relationship problem to face and when it came, we didn't have the tools to rectify it
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I hope you're not feeling too bad today Celeb and that the pain is manageable.
We bought the 'brick' wall paper we'd decided to put up in our basement sitting room yesterday (the decision made before we'd even bought the house)
and bought wall paper for the up stairs sitting room too. We came home with it in gold and just a sample in green to confirm our choice. We decided on gold but when I got up this morning I realised that green would be the better choice.
Back to the shop went Mr. S. to change it and he's just about finished putting it up on 2 walls. It looks fab. so fab. that I said how clever he is and that I wanted to marry him and have his babies, that made us both laugh because of course I've already done so
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