difficult child started a letter to her bm yesterday, could have been predicted.
"Dear Mom,
My name is Blah Blah and you are my Mom. I grew up with 2 pictures of you holding me."
That's as far as she got.
The 'Mom' was like sticking a dagger in my heart. I thought about it all night and finally told my difficult child this morning that I was not mad that she was writing her bm a letter and that I thought she should finish it, although she needed to take out her last name and couldn't put any identifying information in it until she was 18.
I then told her the bible story of Solomon and how both woman claimed the baby as theirs and Solomon was going to cut the baby in half until the real mom said the other woman could have it. I told difficult child that I loved her so much that I am telling Solomon that she can go and that we have spent almost 17 years now loving her and making her our family but that she has spent all those years rejecting us. I asked her to write a letter to her boyfriend also because he too was involved and she has a Dad downstairs who gave her his heart but she never took it.
I reminded her that she has only 14 more months to have to live here and that by next June she could decide for herself where she wanted to live and perhaps her bm would put her through college or help her get her start in life.
We have been nothing more than babysitters for 17 years. If you ever wanted to see what a difficult child can do to a family and a marriage one needs to look no further.
Nancy
"Dear Mom,
My name is Blah Blah and you are my Mom. I grew up with 2 pictures of you holding me."
That's as far as she got.
The 'Mom' was like sticking a dagger in my heart. I thought about it all night and finally told my difficult child this morning that I was not mad that she was writing her bm a letter and that I thought she should finish it, although she needed to take out her last name and couldn't put any identifying information in it until she was 18.
I then told her the bible story of Solomon and how both woman claimed the baby as theirs and Solomon was going to cut the baby in half until the real mom said the other woman could have it. I told difficult child that I loved her so much that I am telling Solomon that she can go and that we have spent almost 17 years now loving her and making her our family but that she has spent all those years rejecting us. I asked her to write a letter to her boyfriend also because he too was involved and she has a Dad downstairs who gave her his heart but she never took it.
I reminded her that she has only 14 more months to have to live here and that by next June she could decide for herself where she wanted to live and perhaps her bm would put her through college or help her get her start in life.
We have been nothing more than babysitters for 17 years. If you ever wanted to see what a difficult child can do to a family and a marriage one needs to look no further.
Nancy