Today is my moms 88th birthday. How blessed I am to have both of my parents still here with me. Her birthday falls the day after Christmas. When I was a kid, I made her wait until her birthday to open her presents. She always wanted to(and now does!) to open them on Christmas day.
You see, I have really just now started to get to know my parents.
About 4 years ago I got divorced. With my first marriage that lasted 17 years, I saw my parents a few times a year. The standard holidays and occasional birthdays. Visits were tense...my girls were young...and all I wanted to do was get through the visit smoothly. I was always worried about what they were thinking. Not only of me, but also about the behavior of my children and husband.
I met a man shortly after my divorce. Certainly not my intention...but yet this man met my parents a month or so after we started dating. That was the start of them getting their daughter back.
I had been lost and had forgotten myself...it took this man for me to begin my journey back to myself....and because of this man I am ready to share my story "through the A's". ADOPTION, ADDICTION, ANOREXIA, ACTIVITY and ACCEPTANCE. Not necessarily in that order.
This blog is about my journey toward forgiveness...acceptance and grace. What better day to start than my moms birthday.