So Michael brought me up to date on the life and drama of her family with raising her nephew. They had high hopes that her sister was getting her act together and could maybe parent her son. And they got a few breaks themselves. And then they didn't. Paul had a tough time with it. For a moment anyway. The few moments of having your life back and living it the way you know you can.
I have been there dang near every day. I struggle with that missing what I should be able to do. Sometimes at work I hear about plans for after work and think oh that would be fun. But not for me as I have to zip back to BG and pick up the littles from day care. I can't ever just pick up and go without figuring out all the logistics. And that is okay. It is what it is. I just understand what Paul went through.
And then I understand what Paul went through beyond that. The love and adoration of a small person. And making a choice to be there for that small person. All the trials and tribulations of raising small people and dealing with addicted parents and yet how wonderful the attachment is. It is love and we choose it. To not choose it would mean those little people would be in the system and probably much worse off than being raised in loving homes of family. We choose the little people.
So kudos Michael and Paul and Patience and PJ. You do a wonderful thing. You do a hard thing. But it is worth it.
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