This is for you Dessa!!!
Well, upon request and harrassment (just kidding) from Dessa I decided to open a blog. Who knows maybe it will help me to work through stuff and feel connected.
I currently left my job of a little over 2 years to become a Misdemeanor Probation Officer. I begin next monday, December 22nd. I am all kinds of nervous. But it is what I want to do. I want to help people make better lives and decisions. Now I am not blind and think that a majority are going to be thankful or even cooperative. I know most will not like me and hate every second they have to see me. But I just have to keep in mind that maybe some of them will learn and it could have a ripple affect on others in their life. My life in general seems to be changing so much.
My husband (who is the love of my life and best thing that could happen to me) is going back to school and working a totally different shift. My kids are growing up faster than I remembered possible. My friends have changed in the way that some old long-time friends are not people that I want to be around and then there are new people in my life that fill spots I didn't know I needed filled. It makes me think of the email that does go around about how some people are in your life for a reason, season, or forever. I think too that I tend to rotate some... not cause I don't love them all the time but that as life changes some make more sense to be around where as others are not on the same page.
My parents are very loving and wonderful people. I love them so much. However, they are very controlling and feel that they ALWAYS know better. They use the fact that I have kids as an excuse to tell me what I need to do because of the children's lives. LOL, you would think I am a real deadbeat parent the way they talk and act sometimes. However, I know I am a good mom and my kids love me. I also know that my parents are like that with anyone that will give them an inch. Currently I am taking back a bunch of inches that they have acquired over the years and this is very stressful. I do love my parents and am thankful for what they do. However, my family feels it when they try to take over. So as of this week I had it out with my Father and it went very poorly. My mother is not talking to me and making a point of letting others see her as a wounded person. So I have a feeling that I may be venting on this blog just to get it off my chest.
Well that is all I have to write about now. I hope I am interesting and not boring... if so blame Dessa.
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