I think that I have come to the conclusion that, there will always be things and people that are broken and cannot be fixed. I insist on banging my head against the wall, trying to figure out how I can fix this or that, or save this or that. I need to let it go... I can't fix everything. I did try just today to stitch together two pieces of batting to make one bigger one, that I needed for a quilt... bad idea, like I said you can't fix everything.
I do admit that I like to be in control of things, but thats not the same thing as a control freak.
Apparantly what happens over a period of time, when one insists on trying to do what everyone around them would have them to do, said person becomes convinced that their own thoughts, must be wrong somehow.
I have recently been to the wall and back with feelings of despair over being told by one of my adult children, that I failed.
Are you kidding me? Where was I when this happened?
Was I cooking too many dinners?, Was I tucking them in too much, or reading too much, or hugging too much? Did I not support them or discipline enough?
Guess I will file this under WTH???
