But he's not his dad...

With Mother's day fast approaching I sit here and think of all the amazing sacrifices that my own mother made for me throughout life. She was a single mother with 2 young children as so many women today. She worked the dreadful 12 hour night shifts just to provide food & clothing. No assistance & very little child support to go from month to month on...and girls are not cheap! In our eye's she was our hero for the work she did. Not that it makes life peachy keen, cause we definitely had our extremely difficult times getting along and making things work. Still a work in progress. But she was our constant, the one that'd be there in a heart beat...nothing else really more important than our well being.

My dad wasn't a total dead beat. He did pay the child support when it was mandatory & did take us occasionally. But not the quantity children require. I don't hold it against him cause we all have our battles & our time that we reflect and wonder if we lived our life the way we were suppose to. That will have to his question.

So I'm looking back at how my own life has had it's ups & downs with parents and begin to think how will the life my generation has lived effect my children's generation...

I worry how my honorary son will grow up and truly feel. See his Dad never wanted him from the beginning and SHAME ON HIM!!! I spend hours upon hours with him every month and ponder in sheer rage how his own father could not want this spectacular little man! And we can all say well he's the one missing out. Yes, that's easy to say he wasn't there for the first diaper, first steps, first words, first day of school, the first time he saw a train in amazement or the first time he saw a turtle or anything at that. But it's not just him missing out. My honorary son is missing that connection. Missing someone that is his, and all his. He is blessed to have many father figures in his life, all with a special relationship but they are not his dad. And because of the way he decided to go about things and go on not being in the pictures his Mom has had to pick up the slack...she does amazing but still it's a huge responsibility for one person. So the slack she misses I try to pick up or other family does. It's insane how much one persons decision will affect the lives of others! We are blessed to have him in our lives, that I'd never change! But the celebration always seems to have this overcast of mourning cause of a missed connection that is supplemented by another loved one. Sure it fills our heart but the pain that will one day have to be addressed...makes me wonder if it will be worth it for any of the parties involved...and this will be our question when reflection begins.

Give a Mom who rocks the house a pat on the back and let her know what a good job she is doing! And next time you see a dead beat dad...kick him in the shin, that's only a fraction of the pain he's inflicted on others!

Remember May 9, 2010!! Mother's make the world go around!!

Hello & where is the respect?

The purpose of this blog is to share with others my thoughts, feelings & perspective on anything and everything. I feel as a person it is important to network with others and hear what they have to say also so the big picture can be unveiled to us all. I have an unlimited interest in the world around us from politics, to family to the fact that we don't all quite know what to make of certain situations. It's important to form opinions but it is equally important to respect the point of view of others. Respect something I'd like to think we've lost in this world but when I really think hard about it...I don't think it was ever there. What do you think? I've always thought respect was something you give & you'll recieve back...but as I've gotten older that really doesn't seem to be the case. Family sueing Family. Neighbors hating each other. Nations killing each other...where is the respect for each other?