Caution: Christy’s thinking again. Sappy post alert.
When times get rough or we’re posed with difficult situations and decisions, I think we all look to the sky. Don’t get me wrong, I think we all look for different reasons and all of them are valid.
I’m not an overly spiritual person, but then again, I’m spiritual in my own way. I’ll be honest, I’m not a fan of organized religion. Too much judgement in my opinion which kind of defeats the lesson we learn from the book. I might be bitter, or battered, with this opinion, I don’t know.
I was a single mom sitting in a church with her very young girls years ago while the God-fearing Christians talked behind my back because I could never have had a valid excuse for leaving the father of my children back then. They didn’t bother to ask why. They just judged. And so I turned to my own religion years ago and it works for me.
I think we should all respect each other’s beliefs. I think that’s what the sky tells us to do. Some of us look to the “traditional” God, some of us just embrace the peace, some of us look to another “God”, but when posed with a difficult situation…we all look up.
After a difficult day today, I looked up, and I saw beauty. I saw hope. I didn’t say a “traditional” prayer, but I prayed in my own way. I’ve been dealing with issues with my oldest daughter for some time now. She’s out of control. She only calls me when she “needs” me. By “need” I mean, she’s in trouble again and it’s my mission in life to get her out of trouble.
She needs to look up.
But she wouldn’t listen. She can’t look at the same sky that I do. I should just “fix” this and move right along. But I looked up. I cried. I, for the first time in my life, refused to bail my own child out. It’s time. The sky told me so.
I’m mean. I’m the worst mom on the planet. “OK, whatever…I’ll work it out Mom”.
I hope you do, and remember to look up baby girl. It’s time you found some answers. This life isn’t working out for you.
I refused to spend my entire bank account, my entire life, fixing her problems. She’s an adult. I guess it was time. The skies told me so. But my heart breaks and hope she decides to look up and forgive me and realize that at 23, it’s time to grow up and take responsibility.
At her age, I had a 2 year old and I learned to look up, ask for help, and listen to the advice I was given. That 2 year old needs to learn that the sky is her friend and as long as she looks up, she’ll find the answers she needs to fix all of her woes.
Christy Gossett, managing editor of SoFabFood and creator of the healthy living blog, Insanity Is Not An Option, is a WAHM of 6 kids ranging in age from 26 to 7. She enjoys sharing her heart-healthy, low sodium recipes to help others with dietary restrictions enjoy a flavorful life while maintaining a healthy diet.
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