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<blockquote data-quote="Childofmine" data-source="post: 663821" data-attributes="member: 17542"><p>One more thing, FS. You keep wondering if you could have done something, anything, one thing, many things, a million things differently, if that would have changed this outcome today.</p><p></p><p>You did the best you could do. In every situation. </p><p></p><p>That is all anyone can ever do.</p><p></p><p>We want to walk back over the land behind us, turning over every. single. rock. to see what is there. What COULD I HAVE DONE THAT I DID NOT DO? It is the most obsessive thinking. It is thinking about the past, which is gone. That makes us sad too.</p><p></p><p>When you knew differently about your son, you adjusted and acted differently. Like you are doing now. You can only and always do the best you can do right now.</p><p></p><p>We are not perfect. This is part of our work---accepting ourselves, with all of our own limitations. Working to accept ourselves is one very part of this journey of letting go of people, places and things. We can't control or fix or manage any of it. </p><p></p><p>Your son is in the hands of a Higher Power. Whatever that means and looks like to you. This I believe. That Higher Power wants the very best, the most and the highest, for you and for your precious son.</p><p></p><p>When I was completely bereft and filled with continuous despair about my own son, I created this visual for myself. I saw the God of my understanding walking with my son down a path...away from me. Away from me. The God of my understanding had his arm around my son's shoulders. They were walking slowly, and He was talking to my son as they walked. They walked and walked...away...getting smaller and smaller. This Perfect Love was and is walking with my son. This Perfect Love is more than I can ever be. </p><p></p><p>I did not run around them and get in front of them to stop their walking. I didn't follow along behind them. I stood and I watched them walk away.</p><p></p><p>My son and your son have their own journey to walk. You and I have our own journey to walk. We cannot walk another person's journey, no matter how much we want to walk it.</p><p></p><p>I hope this image might give you some comfort too, at some point.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Childofmine, post: 663821, member: 17542"] One more thing, FS. You keep wondering if you could have done something, anything, one thing, many things, a million things differently, if that would have changed this outcome today. You did the best you could do. In every situation. That is all anyone can ever do. We want to walk back over the land behind us, turning over every. single. rock. to see what is there. What COULD I HAVE DONE THAT I DID NOT DO? It is the most obsessive thinking. It is thinking about the past, which is gone. That makes us sad too. When you knew differently about your son, you adjusted and acted differently. Like you are doing now. You can only and always do the best you can do right now. We are not perfect. This is part of our work---accepting ourselves, with all of our own limitations. Working to accept ourselves is one very part of this journey of letting go of people, places and things. We can't control or fix or manage any of it. Your son is in the hands of a Higher Power. Whatever that means and looks like to you. This I believe. That Higher Power wants the very best, the most and the highest, for you and for your precious son. When I was completely bereft and filled with continuous despair about my own son, I created this visual for myself. I saw the God of my understanding walking with my son down a path...away from me. Away from me. The God of my understanding had his arm around my son's shoulders. They were walking slowly, and He was talking to my son as they walked. They walked and walked...away...getting smaller and smaller. This Perfect Love was and is walking with my son. This Perfect Love is more than I can ever be. I did not run around them and get in front of them to stop their walking. I didn't follow along behind them. I stood and I watched them walk away. My son and your son have their own journey to walk. You and I have our own journey to walk. We cannot walk another person's journey, no matter how much we want to walk it. I hope this image might give you some comfort too, at some point. [/QUOTE]
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