I used to hate my stepmom. And she felt the same about me. We had some knockdown drag out fights and my poor dad was caught in the middle. And for all the time we as a family spent in counseling and my individual time. It wasn't what made a difference in our relationship. It was life. Growing up and learning to deal with stuff. And realizing we are far from perfect. And being able to say your sorry. My parents have been together for over 20 years and it's only in the latter half have we come together as a family. And now my stepmom is in my life in so many ways and I feel luck to have her there. But the reason is because she doesn't have to be there, she wants to be there. We choose to keep in touch and talk. And that relationship is probably one of my favorites. It's like a friend. You get to choose that they are in your life. But I am extra lucky because she is my stepmom.
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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