There she goes

For the last 20+ years my identity and sense of self has revolved around my being a mom. I have taken pride in my role and I know I have done my best. Does that mean I have been perfect? No. My health impacted my abilities at times and so did various situations. But I know have done my best even if that best was not good enough for others.

I carry that thought with me as we transition through some big changes that have happened since I last wrote. The biggest being this: Willow, haboring huge resentments and complaints towards me, has decided that it is in her best interest to completely remove herself from my/our lives. She moved out and is believed to be crashing at a friends until June when she is moving in with Max.

At first, this transition was as jarring and heartbreaking as it was unexpected and so it took a little bit of time to process. I really hope that she is able to grow and bossom in her independence and that she can re-parent herself in a way that supports her growth. God bless her on her way. She is loved more than she realizes.