Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Breaking the chain

Some chains are made to be broken
Today, a lot of my various blog posts are about minding my own business. It's not a bad thing. It's about empowerment. It's a little about freedom. It's a lot about empowering and trusting others as well. But, back to that chain.

Since you last heard from me, my last grand-kid in residence moved out. Breaking the “under my roof” chain was not an easy choice, but it had to be done. Of course, I will miss her. Of course, there will be times when I wish she was back. But the bottom line is, I'm grandma, not mom and kids belong with their parents.

But wait, there's more.

I'm not just breaking the live in chain. I'm breaking the responsibility chain. Because not only do kids belong with their parents, so does the responsibility of raising them, no matter the circumstance. Barring abuse, neglect and other serious issues, that is.

My grand-kids will always be number one in my book. Same with my kids, of course. But here I am in my 50's. I find myself in a spot where my whole life has revolved around them. I suppose in some ways, that's as it should be.

But what about me? When will I be number one in my own life? Well, over the last few years, I have been making gradual changes toward that end. Because, let's face it, if you don't take care of yourself, what will you have to share or give to others? Not a darn thing.

I'm no good at selfish. That's not where I intend to take this. My grand-kids will also still get my advice and undivided attention when they need it.

So will you, by the way. This blog will now contain some of the best realistic parenting advice you'll ever get. Not because I'm especially intelligent but because I've been through a lot of crap and learned from it.

As for my kids and grand-kids, they will still be welcome and frequent visitors to my house. We'll laugh and play and go places together. We'll do all the fun things we always have. I love being a mom and a grandma. It's just that I don't want to be in that parenting role with them anymore. It's not my job.

The kids are too old and the grand-kids already have parents for that.

Plus, I've been wrong to take care of their responsibilities every time they have financial woes or struggles. It's not good for any of us.

Plus, I really should mind my own business.

Yes, I admit that I'm a bit of a know it all. Stop laughing, OK? I'm a huge know it all. Is that better? The difference is though, that now I'm trying. I'm really trying to break that chain. I hate when anyone tells me how to live. It's about time I realized that other people do too.

Meanwhile, you can still look to this blog for that parenting advice. And maybe a laugh or two along the way. I am hilarious, after all. You won't be able to help yourself.

Breaking the chain can be fun and I intend to prove it.