I was checking things out on my myspace this morning and clicked on my daughters site because she posted a bulletian saying to check out her page. So I did which I do anyway once in a while just to make sure everything is cool with her. She will say stuff there with her friends that she wouldn't say to me. And it's ok because I know what's really going on with her and if I need to intervene somehow I will. She is 18 and an adult so I want to stay limited in my role with saying something to her. I want her to live her life and learn from mistakes just like the rest of us did but I also want to be able to guide her when things really get tough. I'm here for her and she knows it. So she mentioned for people to comment on her page or write something in her truth box. I was going to write something in her truth box but wanted her to know it was from me. So this is what I wrote:
"I was gonna put this comment in your truth box but decided not to and just make it a comment. I think I know the truth about you. I think you want your life straightened out. But it's hard. Life is hard. Working, relationships, paying bills, trying to have a good time once in a while and then there's sleep. It's all hard. Just keep striving for it Heidi. You will get there eventually. No one really ever get's there no matter how old you get. But it's what our trying does to us and how we handle that makes us the people we really are. Strong or weak, courageous or afraid, always growing. Anyway...that's all I have to say except I love you, Mom "
I personally think that was good advice. I have been there. I am there now. The working, the paying bills, the trying to have a good time once in a while and then sleep. It's all hard. Although at this point in my life I would have liked to be in a different position then I am now, I know that even though I am where I am, I am trying to be strong, and I'm trying to be courageous. I also know that I cannot do it on my own. There is another strength that is much larger then mine. There is another courage that is more courageous then mine. And without that I cannot do it. I thank God every day not for my life, but for my "LIFE". Only He knows the reason we are here. And He will see us through one way or the other. No matter what our choices or what decisions we make He will still be there. Watching, waiting, crying out when we make a mistake, rejoicing for us when we do the right thing, because it is all intertwined with who we are and why He made us. In His image.
My daughter will be ok. How do I know? Because she struggles, and it's in her struggling, she will learn to be ok.
"I was gonna put this comment in your truth box but decided not to and just make it a comment. I think I know the truth about you. I think you want your life straightened out. But it's hard. Life is hard. Working, relationships, paying bills, trying to have a good time once in a while and then there's sleep. It's all hard. Just keep striving for it Heidi. You will get there eventually. No one really ever get's there no matter how old you get. But it's what our trying does to us and how we handle that makes us the people we really are. Strong or weak, courageous or afraid, always growing. Anyway...that's all I have to say except I love you, Mom "
I personally think that was good advice. I have been there. I am there now. The working, the paying bills, the trying to have a good time once in a while and then sleep. It's all hard. Although at this point in my life I would have liked to be in a different position then I am now, I know that even though I am where I am, I am trying to be strong, and I'm trying to be courageous. I also know that I cannot do it on my own. There is another strength that is much larger then mine. There is another courage that is more courageous then mine. And without that I cannot do it. I thank God every day not for my life, but for my "LIFE". Only He knows the reason we are here. And He will see us through one way or the other. No matter what our choices or what decisions we make He will still be there. Watching, waiting, crying out when we make a mistake, rejoicing for us when we do the right thing, because it is all intertwined with who we are and why He made us. In His image.
My daughter will be ok. How do I know? Because she struggles, and it's in her struggling, she will learn to be ok.
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