I am the daughter
Been going to al-Anon meetings, as support for my son, who is in a pain right now that nobody can touch but himself and his "girlfriend". Today after two conversations with him, about going to a noon meeting. That I would pick him up and take him. I arranged to take time off, drove across town and he was still asleep. I was angry for a moment, and knew that my anger would only hurt me, I was ready to just go back to work, and thought, no, I took the time off, I can still go to the meeting and I'm glad I did. Listening to the comments of everyone, the sharing of their lives their journey. Today the conversation was about relationships and the family dynamic. I was listening to one woman talk about her children now, and how she described them, micro-managing, everything has to be exact. How when her babies were born, there was no maternal instinct. It was raise them till they are 18, strong ready to take on the world. Oh, crap that's me! and it hit me, I am the daught...