So I just got off of the phone with a friend. A 4 hour conversation. I won’t divulge all the details here but holy shit.
Sometimes all you can do is be there for someone to listen. Sometimes you don’t have the answers that this person is wanting or seeking. Sometimes you have to tell them hard truths that they might not want to hear but need to hear then you get off the phone and second guess yourself. Should I have said a or b. Did I deliver this the best way I could or could I have said it a better way. Or should I have even said that at all.
As a mother myself I feel her pain and her heartbreak.
I feel just as helpless as her about what to do about her situation and wonder in my own woundedness am I telling her the wrong thing to do. Parenting is not easy to begin with and every parent that is a real parent knows we make mistakes on the journey of parenthood.
I hope to whatever higher being is there that I don’t have to help her bury her son because I don’t know if that is something I can bring her back from.
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