As part of my therapy I’m supposed to have a support person. My husband has made it clear that’s not him. I’m going to have to figure out what/who is my ‘support person’ right now it’s a dear friend who is more kind and loving than anyone I’ve come across and one of my sisters. Both have major issues that they are dealing with – friend has MS and two young children to take care of, sister has fibromyalgia and a great deal of nerve pain, etc. – so I really can’t ask them to commit to being an actual ‘support person’ but they certainly are part of my support group so to speak.
So…. for my own sanity I’ve decided to work on knitting projects for others – Socks for Soldiers, a wrap for my sister who has difficulty with cold and can’t tolerate many textures, a pair of socks for my friend, socks for my husband. I was blessed to get some supplies for Mother’s Day as my own finances are quite limited at this time. The dear folks at Socks for Soldiers are also sending some supplies to I will be able to contribute to that wonderful program.
Mother’s Day was an emotional disaster – my daughter didn’t call (she has major issues with my husband so has limited her contact with me because of it), my son was sweet and brought me a large Danish (he’s 14 and used his allowance to do that and put gas in the car, I couldn’t ask for a better son really) my husband had talked about doing some things but did absolutely nothing. I fixed dinner, then decided I needed to get out of the house and all the negativity and sadness so met Dear Friend and we talked, laughed…. and tried to figure life out.