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Comments: Christina Holzschuh November 14 at 7:49am · So...I like the weekend...cause I get to sleep at night instead of working. Just a way to give myself change. It is 4:40, as "Lil girl" pawed at my face, ever so gently, as she does often, to wake me up, to go outside these walls to do her business, and I dutifully, as like when my children were babies and they awoke me, in the middle of the night, needing comfort, or a bottle or a change, I got up and dutifully fulfilled my duties as a mom, or when one or two of my stepkids needed to talk waaaay past my bedtime, and yet I dutifully kept myself awake listening to a pacing teen, after he did his nightly routine of grabbing a plate of leftovers, and a tall glass of milk and lay there on the floor, and then needed to talk to me, sometimes for hour, and I dutifully fulfilled my role as a stepmom and listened, and talked him down from the ledges of his many tangents of thought...thoughts he had to get out of his head. There was another son, for whom he went through a very rough patch at eighteen, and we lived so far apart, but we always had the phone, and he would call me, and I would listen, and try to reason through his confusion, paranoia, things that just not real, but truly real to him, that's why I walked him through those times, I loved him so, and missed him so, and felt so helpless. Another son,for whom I Loved so very, very much, spent years with him, having to be a mom and a dad to him, watching him struggle...he quit High School, he found a woman that he truly fell in Love with, After work, I would go clean their home, just a kind gesture, cause I was so proud that he went out in the world, worked, took care of his love of his life, and her sister. Anytime he needed, I was there. Then there was a daughter, who was in rough times because I divorced, and oh, those are such hard times even in a complete family, and we were not. Being a single mom, and also helping mark retain custody of his kids, I was stretched so thin..getting seven kids to school, a daunting task at best. I was told when asked...I made some mistakes earlier on, and how could I make things better for my kids...the response was..."Just be there". I heard the words, I took them seriously.I made more time for them...I let them go more, I wanted them to know I trusted them, because kids want to know that moms are letting them have more freedom, and they want that trust.There were many things that I didn't find out till years later, that giving them the freedom they so sought, they did things that they knew Ididn't approve of, but I gave them more freedom and trust, however that trust was broken by them and they didn't adhere to rules I had set forth. Having divorced was painful for them...I know, I had three fathers, and I had to process every one of them on my own, alone. I was even told by more than one of my kids, oh don't worry mom, don't feel guilty, we did what we wanted to do. I wasn't over controlling them at all, they had their friends and I was head over heels in Love with Mark, and I did what I thought they truly wanted and needed. When grandchildren came along, I was loving. I took by the hand, and said, we will handle this, and moved that child in with me full time, along with the mate they were with. I was always trying to help...I moved in plenty of wayward friends of my children, as they had no place to go...and I maintained my job, and even moved up to better jobs. After five years on my own, never taking a dime from Mark, but was determined to make it on my own...I did....it was time....my kids were grown, and making their own decisions, two even moved out, the other was moved to his dads for personal reasons...I couldn't work anymore, cause I got sick. After two years of asking for us to move in together, I finally said okay. I was constantly the problem solver for my job, and for home. You needed rides to work, you got it, money, you got it, listen to your problems, you got it, needed one of your friends to have a place to crash, you had that, cause that's what a mom does...I was doing and doing and doing. I wouldn't take back anything, because I was a good mom, and stand in mom for marks kids. As tough as it was, I was running to and fro, so much that I just grew thin. I loved my family and nobody can discount that or rewrite what I know to be true for who I was...and all the while of doing all this, I still made time to be there for grandchildren, I loved them so...since day one....I was there. Then there was the move to Palmdale, for which mark felt necessary to do and we did. I was told that my kids were grown enough, and it was time for them to learn how to learn to live with the distance of mom, and start figuring out how to live. It was hard, very hard. I had a very hard time in Palmdale, as I missed my own kids so much...I had a bond with them, and to not see them like I used to, was extremely hard. But we all adjusted to the changes. And for many, many years after that, I was still there, for two of them...any time they needed, I dropped what I was doing and did. Cars to be fixed or retaining a vehicle, children to be watched, daycare, holidays, birthdays, bbq's, baby showers, you name it, I was there. I would go shop in the middle of the night, just to make sure I could make it the best for whomever's turn it was to be there for.....on top of all my other duties and dealing with my illness. I was peacemaker, many many times when I was asked for help......I won't go into all those details, but I was the peacemaker. I often wonder, had I not forced one of them to move in with us, because they needed to be out in the real world, and find real jobs, to support their family, I believed I was doing the right thing, for it was a necessary thing for them, not me. I sometimes wonder what my life would be like, had I not done that, that part of my family would still be living here in Cali today. I did right for my own to grow, and I lost cause they moved. We moved to Valencia, and I finally accepted that this was what it was gonna be...seeing them a few times a year instead of four or five times a week. All in all, I still tried so hard to keep the family together, and was still dealing with the other grown child, and they always came to me, I didn't go to them...when they had meltdowns, or crisis' with their family, and I listened to screaming children, or had two phones to each ear, cause they called me....I was always trying to be the peacemaker, problem solver. I was there. The third one...I always attempted to bring that grown child into my /our lives together, but it was his choice to back out, or continue to still do his own thing, and the one thing I never did was shut them out, slam the door in their face, cut off communications, NEVER. No Matter What. Even on holidays, I always made sure to make that grown child his favorite meal, cause I Love him, and wanted him to know, that I cared. I listened to him so many times on the phone during his rough patches. One time he was watching one of my grandchildren for one of his siblings, and that baby was crying the real hard cry, like you never heard before. I jumped into my vehicle, and drove ninety miles an hour to get there, cause he couldn't handle it...and took that baby back to my home. In another situation, I stopped one of my grown kids mate from taking the children away, simply by parking behind the car....I helped with statements for the court for my child in every way they asked....I HAVE all the memories of what I did do, because that's what a mom does....be there when called. I did my absolute best to counsel those who were falling apart, because of the grandchildren. I have saved the lives of three grandchildren. I never asked for anything in return, not money, not a thank you, nothing. I never was asked, mom, is there anything I can do for you? Mom, do you need help? Some days I could barely walk. It was ok. For years, I endured the resentment of one, and for almost ten years, I tried, and tried, so hard to confess my shortcomings as a mom, and things I had felt I had done wrong, and made my apologies, even to my ex which was truly difficult, even though I have received nothing from him. That's ok. I just had to clean my side of the street, try to make mistakes of the past better. After ten years, and lots of drama, because I increasingly became sicker and sicker, and the day the blood clot hit, I believed that was it. My time was up, and it was time to leave this place. That was almost five years ago. New illnesses were found after that event. I had my surgeries, and other things that were necessary to live done. I was still there....I was even asked, mom, can you handle our budget, because we need help? I said sure....cause I'm pretty good at managing money and spreadsheets. I did that. I got them budgeted down to the last penny, and even went out, bought a file cabinet, files, etc. and showed them how to manage their money. The day came when they said, they were ready to take it over, I turned it all over to them. Not long after. I get the call...mom, I need a place to stay....I said okay with conditions...a time limit, and it was scary, due to having a home pool....Now, see.........whenever Marks mom came to visit and stay, it never mattered what she said or did...I was taught to NEVER be disrespectful to your elders, or mother n law. I ate a lot of things, emotional things, but it was the right thing to do. My kids mate, however, was never taught this....my grown kid should have had the sense to pull that person, who disrespected me in my own home, screamed in my face, spit in my face...the other should of pulled that person out of the house, out of respect. After all, we took them in, and it's a small home. They were waiting to move into the home they grew up in, to be prepared ...which I knew was never gonna happen, I know from personal experience. I also knew that once my grown kid moved there, our relationship would change, because of actions of the ex. ..........................I have done everything in my power to "Be There" like I was told so many years ago.....Little did I know, that in the end, I was lied to, disrespected , lied about at something at one of the wedding receptions...which was virtually impossible, due to what I was wearing and a viscious lie was told and I know who started it, but that person has been a known liar and child abuser in the past, and I have had to listen to more tears from my grown child, and I basically said, you made your decision, you have responsibilities and you say you are stuck between a rock and a hard place, and I said, I tried to warn you, and you didn't listen. All the lies about me interfering.....they came to me, I didn't go to them or their homes and tell them what to do....I cared for them, for their children, for their finances, Mark fixing their vehicles, Mark being the grandpa for thirteen years, while ex was out having fun, while I had to hear from my kids, oh it sucks, dad is never around, to see me, or have a relationship with grandkids.....Mark did that job, and very well. All the grandchildren loved him. So, back to the other grown kid, I was recently told.....I did not love unconditionally. I don't even know where to begin.....I don't know what MORE I could have done to prove that Love is Being There. In Palmdale, I would hug, and get a half hug back. I would not accept that, and would always say...make me feel it......There is truly nothing more I could have done, I was so thin, stretched sooooo thin with two families and all my responsibilities, and still made time for my family. What hurts the most is......you could of come up to me and gave me a hug....or you could have told me ten years ago, instead of every holiday, bringing that chip on your shoulder, and/or causing problems behind the scene, which caused problems on the holiday. I never denied to you kids the wrongdoings that I did, I actually came out with the list of wrongdoings that I did, but you all three ..... boy, the fourteen years of drama....I tell you, you all came to me....I didn't go to you and interfere. I was just here if you needed something, or help, or babysitting, or money..............................This brings me to today....because I have been to grief counseling, due to the actions of others that caused my thin ness to finally break me. I warned everyone two years ago...I don't have a whole lot of coping ability, I just want a nice holiday, and lets just keep it that way.The whole day, was good, except for the chip on the shoulder one, for whom I tried to make laugh, and tickle her side, after all, it was a fun morning so far, and I was joking with the mate, and everything seemed okay, and the response I get is "your judging me in a very whiny voice". I went to myself, inside, and said...well, here we go again. I tell you, it is torture for someone to resent you for so long and yet not give you the reason why, you ask and ask...you get nothing, and that chip on the shoulder...I divorced that.....and here I was, seeing it in one of my grown kids. It's just torture. It is equally torture for drama to go on behind my back, which caused another grown child to use my grandkids as a weapon to hurt me, the very kid, whose two fathers didn't give a rip about him, but mom was always there, took him in three times, got him back on his feet....just take one step.........and now........I have not seen him or my grandkids for over a year...and it's just cruel. ............I am getting to my point........After grief counseling with the new counselor, he helped in a lot of ways.....stating that you cannot reason or talk with crazymaking people. It is impossible. Then I had that confirmed by another doctor.........So, time has gone by, and I don't drink or smoke weed, I don't have any escape for what I have to deal with.......so I go straight into the grief, and I grieved...and I tell you....there is the other side. You do make it over the hump, and it does get better............my dog woke me up, and I remembered my dream......I was in an innertube, and I had a phone sitting on the edge of the tube.........out in the middle of the ocean.........and I felt the most helpless I could ever feel......and then the phone slipped into the ocean....I tried to hold on to the phone cord....and eventually......I just let go. I just let go. I do believe I am getting stronger now, and I have weathered the storm of such deep grieving of loss, and crazymaking.........and I have such a peace about it. I have peace. I am Okay. I broke....two years ago at that Christmas, for which I won't go into detail..cause that's too long, but I warned everyone. I cooked all day, I enjoyed watching everyone else having fun...the highlight of our day, was all the grandkids that I had loved and bonded with, were shouting from the living room in unison....Grandma, Grandma,Grandma.....I was in the kitchen, taking care of dinner still.....and THAT was my Christmas Gift that year.......they were calling me to open a gift, but the real gift was getting back the Love in return, for all the Love that we gave. You cannot buy that. It will always be with me. As for Loving unconditionally, I do know that the grown kid who had that chip does not Love unconditionally, I have witnessed it myself, so that is something they will have to resolve within themselves, because it is hypocritical to accuse me of something you didnt' do your own self. I Loved You...I still do. I Love All my kids. Advice to Parents....do not be friends with your kids...Be the parent...even if that requires tough love, especially if you have rebellious kids who willingly disobey what you tell them. I am glad I was the bad guy...someone had to be...and now, they are parents, and will see.....They are still young, but some of their kids are now hitting teen years, and I know about the rebellion you are going through, due to schools calling me, and I hear things. Parenting is the toughest job in the world, and especially when your alone and don't have help. My kids had help, I did not. With that said.........................all three are working, and taking care of their families, and are also step parents like myself. I did my job. I was there, I Loved, I made mistakes, cause I am not perfect....and you should remember that the next time you yell at one of your children, and make your mistakes. I am at Peace with myself, and it is a long time in coming. If any of you showed at my door, I still would not slam the door in your face as you have done to me. Just remember, I may not be here tomorrow, and there will come a day, where you will regret not working out our differences....and you will cry, for not being able to say goodbye. I am so grateful that I got the chance to make up with my mom before she died. I made the first move. I had to. I couldn't live with myself. Even though mom was wrong for not believing me, but my brothers wife, for whom he is now divorced from, so that speaks volumes....I got to make things right with mom...and for all the horrible I went through with her as a child that no child should have had to go through, I still maintained a relationship with her over the years on the phone, helping her through her many troubles, and crying, and listening. I was a good daughter for doing that. This year, I believe we are going camping for Christmas...kinda different, right? Sorry for the long book......Sometimes you need a backdrop, to explain where you have been, what you have been through, and how you got through it to the other side to realize ....your Okay. I'm Okay
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