I am still here. I have not been abducted by aliens. :-)
I'm still working on the post about what works for us. Unfortunately, it's hard to write about that when I'm using all the wrong tools on a daily basis. :-/ I think I'm beginning to crawl out from the wreckage and will be able to finish it soon.
It's been hard mixing grief with therapeutic parenting. I haven't been crying, just deeply sad. Cupcake sees the long face and immediately concludes that there is something wrong between us. That leads to behavior issues. I don't feel up to dealing with it in the best way (the one that requires me to be gentle and playful.) You can see where this is going.
Can you say, "downward spiral"?
I wish I was a crier. Then my kids would recognize the grief for what it is. It would be good for Cupcake to see a good healthy grieving process. But she's stuck with a mom that can't cry and when the tears do come, I prefer to be alone.
On top of the mourning, we've had sickness. No two people have been sick at the same time, but every day for three weeks (except last Sunday), someone has been sick enough to miss school/work. Since Friday, everyone has been HEALTHY! Thank you, LORD!
And the weather is warming up. :-)
Now that makes me smile. :-)
My kids have seen that, and they like it. :-)
Me too. :-)
It's gonna be all right. :-)
Blessings to you,
The Chains Fall Off
19 hours ago