Un-breakable Plates

I am so pleased with the way the Dresden Plate Quilt has come together at long last. I have finished sewing the squares together, and am now working on the border, that will be sewn on last. The quilt isn't as large as I had hoped it would be, however, it is still an heirloom, and finished will make someone very happy to have. {That's Tigger in the middle of it. Wait she was in the middle of it last time. She must really like it. Smoky is in the back left side.}

  Which brings me to the topic today.

  Must we as parents always, stand by our children? I'm old fashion in this respect, and believed that it was up to me to always be there for my daughter. I thought she respected, and cared about me. After all, after almost 40 years of "being there" for her, that was the very least I deserved.

  This past weekend, I got the message loud and clear, via her daughter {my granddaughter}, as to what she really thought all these past twenty years or better. It has been in her mind she would "get all she could get" from my mother then, show up at my place, and "get" yet again from me. To see into her mind and what she had been up to, was disheartening to say the least. I can't say what the worse was, as such words aren't allowed here.

  I am glad I am able to remove myself from her presents, once and for all, and not suffer what so many others have suffered, in the parting of the ways with their children and grandchildren.

Finding the grandkids are as bad, with no saving graces, because of who raised them, was very sad. I can't allow any of them to ever use me again, no matter the circumstance, no matter the problem, and no matter the cost to them. They have finally, burned the last bridge back home, and they are on the other side of a widening river.

  Am I sad? In a way perhaps. But as I foresaw this coming a long time ago, I was prepared. At long last, I was ready for whatever the outcome. It was up to them, and they let me way down.

So, what now? There are many ways to make ones life become fulfilled in this kind of instance. If this has happen to you, or you are about to experience it, take heart. It will get better so long as you actively make an attempt to create a place for yourself, other then in your children's or grandkids life. By now you should know what makes you happy, what you can rely on, and where to go for support. The wheel turns, and it comes full circle. Maybe not in the way you wished it had, but there were no promises tied in silver or gold bows when you gave birth to that child. 

  My advice- let it go, and move on into your own. You will be happier eventually. Most of all, always assess your relationships honestly, as best you can, so you can be even in a small way prepared. Not easy, but it can be done.

  Has my life ended, because of this? No! Not even in a small way. I have always lived, being and completing things unto myself. In other words.... I did it my way, and I survived.

You can too!

So, the Dresden Plate quilt almost complete, would have been child or grandchild's, and shall now never be a family heirloom. Someone's heirloom, someday, just not my family, as they wouldn't have appreciated it anyway. And I'm not to sorry about that.