Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The Easy Answer?


 

The days are beginning to get shorter again as our planet moves around the sun.  This reminds me to take full advantage of the next several weeks and enjoy the warm temps before fall arrives.  We have planned several excursion and trips in the upcoming month to close out summer.  My husband and I have a very special long weekend coming up which will mark a 10 year anniversary for us.  Four months after I first meet my husband, he invited me on a long weekend trip, just the two of us to the Atlantic coast of Florida.  At first I was concerned he was moving a little fast, I barely knew him; could he be a serial killer planning my demise out of state?  Despite my minds elaborate attempts to dissuade me, I agreed to go and it was probably one of the BEST if not THE BEST decisions of my life.  So much about that romantic trip went awry, but through it all we fell deeply in love with each other.  We had a wonderful adventure, which was the beginning of the story of US.   We were married by December of that same year and the rest is history as they say. Our anniversary weekend away will be back to the Atlantic coast of Florida to a new city that neither of us has been before.  I just love the adventure of exploring a new place with my husband, and learning about other areas of this country.

 


This is a photograph that I took while exploring a cemetery in New Orleans last year with my husband.  This statue moved my heart and reminded me of Love.

Last August when I lost my longtime companion pet Maggie, my heart was broken.  I knew she was perfect for me when she was in my life, and I have missed her just about every day since.  In the past few months I have tried to fill that empty space in my heart with other animals (1 cat, and 2 dogs so far) but for this reason or that they have not worked out.   I know that there will never be another Maggie in my life, but I do want to love another companion pet someday. Dog #1- Charlotte was a female puppy that I thought might be a good fit for me, but she was just a little too high strung, I am mostly a laid back person.  I was told that she has been adopted by a lady in Connecticut; I hope they both have bonded and have a long and happy relationship.  The cat we adopted was antisocial and only wanted to escape our realm in search of adventure.  We rehomed him to a golf course where he can roam and climb trees to his heart’s content.  Dog #2-Max-a shelter dog, has been our/my biggest challenge.  He is older and has been very difficult to train.  He is bigger, stronger, and has more energy than any dog I have ever been around.  I keep trying new strategies with him, and I have had some progress, but he can overpower me at times.  He too is up for adoption but he will need a strong arm, and a lot of patience from someone very special.  I don’t feel as if I have failed any of these animal or that they failed me; I am one of those people that tries to make lemonade out of lemons…always looking for that silver lining.  I try to find some positive purpose for the challenges that I face.  I try to remember that it can always be worse.  I try, I don’t always succeed, but I do try!  Compared to many other people, my challenges in life don’t really seem that bad.  I feel very fortunate to have been born in this country and to have the people in my life that I have around me.

Since 2002 I have been trying to come to terms with my son’s disease of Addiction. Looking back through the years I realize that I have been up and down emotionally, intellectually, and physically as he has tried to manage this progressive disease. I of course love my son, and want only for his health and happiness in every way.  He certainly has not done things that I thought he should, his standards of living his life are not the same as mine, and although we love each other very much we don’t have much in common.  He is trying to manage his disease his way, and I need to remember that this is his challenge not mine. We both are doing the best we can in life one day at a time.  I must admit that Al-Anon has helped me greatly and I recommend much of what that organization can offer. 

Life is life; we live, we love, we die.  I certainly do not have all the answers for myself let alone anyone else.  It is better that I do not know the status of my son’s disease; I refuse to be around him if I think he is under the influence, but otherwise I do like to visit with him on occasion.  I try and keep the focus on me and my life, but also check in with him from time to time.  He can be very sensitive at times, he too has good days and not so good days, but our arrangement right now seems to be working out ok.  He comes to my house once a week to do his laundry (at his request) and have dinner with me.  I usually send leftovers home with him, and I get to hug his neck and tell him I love him.  I try not to ask too many questions and we try not to discuss politics or religion. I realize that any day our situation can change and I may not hear from him , but I do not focus on the what if’s.  Marriage is not something that has worked out for my son, he has been married and divorce twice, and is currently single sharing an apartment with a friend and living his life on his terms. And although I don’t always agree, it is his life not mine!

Two weeks ago my husband found out that he too has a disease.  He was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes.  His disease is also progressive and requires a big life style change.  Diabetes is a disease like Addiction; a defect of the human body that has no known cure-although some people do not believe that.  My husband has been going through a lot of ups and downs in the past few days trying to comprehend this life changing news.  He was first in denial, then angry, then sad, and now he is trying to learn all he can in order to make the best possible choices every day to manage this disease.  Just like with my son and his disease, I cannot help my husband come to terms with his disease either.  Just like with my son, my husband must choose to make the healthy choices or continue on with the status quo.  The nurturing part of my being wants to help in some way; but simply stated I can NOT!  But I can live my life by example. The diet changes that my husband can benefit from I should support.  I am not going to bake a cake and have it in the house to tempt him.  I went with him to see the dietician last week, and it was amazing the difference in what I heard her say and what he heard her say.  (Mars & Venus- LOL)  So my take on this is that the diet changes that WE are going to make around our house are not a bad thing, they are a good thing.  We both can stand to lose some weight and eating healthy and exercising every day can help with that.

My daughter is waiting on biopsy results from a uterine cyst.  She is very positive that this will be nothing more than a benign tumor and all will be well.  I can do nothing to help her either way as we wait to hear back from her results.  I will rejoice if the news is good, and take a very deep breath if otherwise. 

There are no easy answers.  We have lots of answers to lots of questions, and some can seem easy, but eventually those answers will lead to harder questions still. For all of our research, knowledge, and understanding there is not just an easy answer to life and the why.  Just like a toddler who will ask the WHY? WHY? WHY series of questions, eventually we don’t have an answer.  We have our ideas, suspicion, beliefs, theories, feelings, research, and knowledge, but we ultimately have to accept something’s on faith.  Every night that I lay down to sleep I do so with faith and hope that I will awake in the morning with renewed energy and health, but I understand that one day I will not.  I have faith & hope in my son.  I have faith & hope in my husband.  I have faith and hope in my daughter.  But more importantly I have LOVE for them and I know they have love for me too!  No easy answers; but having love is worth so much more! I do not know what tomorrow will bring, so I will focus on today, and love.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

A Paradox

 
 
 
Remember in my last blog when I said if you have one dog you might as well have two…
 FORGET THAT!
 
Charlotte
 
 

 

 
Max
 

MAX( aka Winston -we renamed him) is a wild child!!!!  Charlotte is like a dream pup compared to him, Max is so needy and unmannered.  He is NOT crate trained;  and after being with us for over a week he does not seem to be getting any closer to becoming crate trained. So we have moved him outside.  I can’t help but like him and feel sorry for him because he has really had a rough start on his life.  These two rescue pups, which had no love or nurture from either humans or their canine parents starting out, are more feral than tame.  Their excitement over everything is almost uncontrollable.  Charlotte has finally after over 3 weeks learned to be gentler with her teeth.  Max however is so much bigger and older his training is coming to him slower.  My life for the past few weeks has revolved around puppies, puppy training, puppy playing, and puppy everything!  I have to go home every day for lunch to feed them and take them out and then they need attention first thing when I get home for the day.  Sometimes in the middle of the night Charlotte (the younger of the two) will wake me for a potty break. I am constantly cleaning up after them, and my house is a disaster because I do not time for anything else!  But Charlotte is on her way to a new adventure tomorrow.  She will leave us here in the south for a new foster Mom and home in Connecticut.  I am proud of how she has improved and she will be a wonderful companion pet. Max on the other hand being older will be harder to place and may take a little more time.  These two pups have cured my “Puppy Fever” as my daughter likes to call it, and I have decided that I am not quite ready for a Forever Dog in my life right now.  Once I get these two pups on to new homes and adventures I am going to take a break from puppies and dogs for a while.  My rescue fostering days are over for good; I am happy to donate and assist them in other ways, but being a foster Mom is not for me anymore.

 

Moving on to my son…he is an addict and his drug of choice is heroin.  I do not know his current condition weather active or recovery.  He acts as if he is drug free and just living life on his own terms, but I can’t imagine anyone wanting to live like he does.  But different strokes… right?  When he was young he had a temper, as we all do, but his would explode on a rare occasion. (His father had the same issue) One time when he was a teenager, he got so mad at me that he threw something at me.  I quickly explained to him that as a single mother, I had the option of him living elsewhere; and if that behavior EVER returned he would realize that fact.  It only happened the one time, but his lack of self-control was a shock to me.  As he aged and became a young adult, he took on a more “laid back” approach to life.  Nothing seemed to bother him much during that phase of his life; his ex-girlfriend was pregnant…no big deal!  He got caught with some pot by the police…no big deal.  He was going to have to find a new job…no problem!  Don’t worry be happy was his motto.  But now it is as if he lives his life on the edge; always ready to lash out if he feels any negativity at all.  If I mention that a request by him may  be an inconvenience to me, he is upset.  If I ask him to NOT do something he is doing, then I am just being mean to him.  If everything doesn’t go exactly as he thinks it should, then he is either upset and closed off, or he is angry and hateful.  As I learn to set boundaries in my relationship with my adult son, I have often had to set and reset different ones.  There is a learning curve and things are always changing which keeps me on my toes.  I need my 31 year old son to always know that I love him unconditionally, but that does not mean I need to be on the ready to change my life for him.  My boundaries are my rules for my LIFE.  Just as he chooses to live his live on his terms, so do I.   He and I could not be more different if we had tried, and sometimes that presents challenges for our relationship.  It would be easier on us both if we did not spend so much time together, and I often feel I need a break from him; but the love we have for each other is what pulls us back together.  I do not think that my son feels much love in his life right now, and I am not convinced that I can really help with that, but I do want him to feel love from me!  When we are together sometimes I find myself scanning and watching him to look for signs that he is high, or using.  Watching his behavior to make sure he seems “normal” and “happy”; HA!  What a joke! All is in vain!!!!!

Who is normal and happy?  ANYONE?     I feel happy most of the time, but I have never ever felt “normal”, but that has not been a problem for me because I do not recognize a normal. I have certainly had my struggle with depression off and on, but I learned how to take charge of that and manipulate those thoughts that depression can bring.  The “normal” I am talking about is the status quo, 9 to 5, Sunday Church, political minded, it’s A Man’s World bullshit, because I said so, kind of normal.  I do not conform in my thinking to any group or organization that I have found.  My husband has said that I am a paradox; for example I use to smoke, but I am a Pescetarian.   I cannot find joy in being just this or just that; “Proud to be a _______” fill in the blank! Don’t get me wrong, I am fortunate to have been conceived and born in this country and I am very grateful to live here compare to other places I could have been born; but I didn’t really have a choice in that now did I.  And just like millions of other people, I have stayed fairly close to where I was born.  I could never be part of one political party because my opinions are always evolving with every experience I have.  My younger brother has been an alcoholic since he was 18; for over 20 years I felt no compassion for him with his disease.  But, after I realized that my son too struggled with addiction; I found knowledge and compassion for both of them.  So who is to say that my opinions on something won’t change in the future based upon a personal experience again in my life?  I do not want chaos, but I think there is room for differences!

Can it be OK to just say “I think” instead of “I know”?  My husband…who is my besttie… likes to say… “I’m not certain, but I am pretty sure…” and I love that attitude; it is open ended.  So much about life is evolving, we start out crawling and then we walk, we have opinions in our youth that mature and change as we get older.  I don’t want to go in a straight line and be just like someone else, I want to bounce around as life happens and be ME!  Flawed and not perfect, a work in progress until the day that my body fails.  I don’t want to stay safe, afraid of trying new things, but I also want to be prudent and respect the fact that I am not unbreakable!

And so the paradox continues I suppose.  I feel good about my life – what is the point of feeling otherwise?  Life is too short to spend much time feeling sorry for myself.  Today I am hoping for another Good day!  I am not certain it will turn out that way, but I am pretty sure!

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Summertime-Summertime

Summertime-Summertime; it is no doubt… my favorite time of the year!
Oh I know that the humidity and 90 - 100 degree temps are not ideal, but I would much rather have that to greet me every day rather than temps below 60 degrees or bone chilling cold winds and rain. I love the snow; but I think that is basically because I have not had to deal with snow that much living in the south. I do not like the mornings when I pull back the comforter only to be greeted by the cold air and a cold floor! Burrrrrrrrrrr!




With Charlotte, our rescue pup,


I get up at 4:30 in the mornings to let her outside to relieve herself. I go outside with her- in my short gown and slip on shoes- and I absolutely love the fact that the temps are warm and inviting. Charlotte and I walk together out to the dog pen; and I sit under the trees listening to the birds before the dawn, while she strolls around the yard looking for her perfect spot. She is struggling a little bit being home alone during the day with my husband out of town and me working long hours four days a week. I come home every day at lunchtime to love and play with her, but she still is having some isolation issues. Fostering is a tough job; you get so attached and invested in these dogs and then you have to say goodbye. Even knowing they are not the right fit for you and going to a great home does not make saying goodbye any easier. My husband found us another rescue dog last week. His name is Winston and he is coming to us from Arkansas. He is to arrive today and I know Charlotte will be so happy to have a buddy. For me, if you have one dog you might as well have two. I am excited to meet him but puppies are a lot of work! He has been completely vetted and is an older pup around 8 months; so I am hoping he has good behavior and can help teach Charlotte. Winston was a stray puppy found scavenging for food in a Wal-Mart parking lot when he was quite young. He has been sheltered ever since and I am hoping for a smooth transition to “home life”.

In the south (generally speaking) there are no spay and neuter laws that help reduce and prevent over population and puppy abandonment. The number of rescued, sheltered, abandoned, feral and euthanized dogs in the South is staggering. In fact the numbers are so high that rescue organization can vet and transport dogs continually month after month to New England seemingly never ending. I am not a “rescue” person per say, but I have from time to time taken in rescue pups/dogs, and even rescued a few myself. But I do not have a house full of rescue dogs. I know many rescue folks that just can’t say NO, and have 8-10-12 dogs at a time. I don’t have the patience or halo for that kind of dedication.


Sometimes I feel like I have just abandoned my addict son, but unlike a puppy left to its own recourse, my son knows the way to renewal, recovery and a better life. Sir Elton John helped to write the lyrics to The Circle of Life –written for The Lion King and often it does me a world of good to read them and remember…

~It’s the leap of faith, it’s the band of hope…In the circle, the circle of life.

I offer these lyrics to you today on this rainy summer day, I hope they help you like they help me!

The Circle of Life~

From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

Some say eat or be eaten
Some say live and let live
But all are agreed as they join the stampede
You should never take more than you give

In the circle of life, it's the wheel of fortune
It's the leap of faith, it's the band of hope
Till we find our place on the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of life

Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round