Single Parents Unite!
Authentically 50 ~ Embracing Life's Changes
Ever since I got divorced (and even before that official decree), I was mostly a single parent even though I was married. Let’s face it, as the kids got older, it was more me than him because I was home and he traveled for work at times. Then, when he disconnected, it was just me.
I’ve gotten used to it, as parenting is a joy for me and I love being Momma Bear to my kids. But there are times now, that when something goes wrong, there’s no spouse to turn to because if you’ve been following my posts, you know that he’s vacated the parenting piece, much to the kids and my disappointment.
So the other day, I had a little issue with one of the kids. It was a minor thing, but I needed clarification. I needed to bounce the subject off on someone else, to vent a…
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The life of a single parent
You know what does it take to be a parent? And then a working parent? And then a single working parent?
Lets just say.. in short.. “a lot”!
My heart feels overwhelmed when I see the lives of some parents around me. And I do not feel like this on why their lives are difficult, I feel this for the strength that they display despite of it.
It could be their choices or destiny that landed them where they are. One could judge, advice, or criticize them.. but one can never match the sheer courage they show in every single moment of their lives; as they bear double the burden of parenting while also relentlessly trying to hide that from the child, who incidentally, is the very reason for that.
Single parenting is difficult for anybody. I do not believe in anything that stereotypes us on the basis our…
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Embracing my life
“A deep sadness settles over me.”
Has God ever asked you to sacrifice something that meant a lot to you, but you knew it wasn’t pleasing to Him? For instance, a relationship? But you resisted, knowing it’d hurt. I can relate. When God asked that of me, it felt like He was asking me to cut off a finger just because it might get infected.
For three weeks, I heard God’s warning alarm sounding in my spirit. “Caution: Danger ahead,” He kept telling me. When I finally heeded Him, life was no better. How baffling. I thought God would reward my obedience by making me feel better. I was a little perturbed, even wondering if I’d made a terrible mistake.
Then I came across this article today, and oh boy, I needed it. If you’ve experience loss recently, I hope it edifies you as it did for me.