I am back on my quest to find myself.............
After my second son left home, I have not felt like blogging or writing down my feelings about anything. I have been lost and stopped searching for the truth. But sometimes you don't need to search to learn lessons about life.
My youngest son and I have sorted out our differences and have become really close. But my relationship with my other son has been estranged.
He wrote me a few emails on Facebook that I still find difficult to understand and I am not sure where his negative feelings come from. He really hurt my feelings on the week of my birthday.(2011) Sadly that is how long ago I drafted this post. He told me I wasn't welcome in his new home, and this rejection hurt beyond words. He had just moved into his new place and he didn't want me to visit because the place needed furniture. He failed to understand that I wasn't visiting to see his place but to see him. Although later I found out that the reason he didn't want me to visit was because I would cramp his style and that there was going to things going on that he knew I would clearly disapprove off. A lot has changed since I wrote this post.
The following birthday I had planned to spend alone, but my son Kris,and his girlfriend robin, My brother Anthony and my friend Ray all called to celebrate the evening with me.
Since writing the above post my Son Kris and his girlfriend Robin have both moved from the flat to a nice house but it lacked garden facilities. He stayed there for a couple of months and then moved again. He now has a lovely home close to the shops, a nice garden for himself and his girlfriend to grow herbs. He also has a dog named Stinky. He is still with the same girlfriend and has just completed his plumbing course that he took at College. He also passed his theory test for his driving. I am very proud of him. I have always known that he has the potential to do something with his life if he so chose to. Prior to these events, he was a travelling hippie, tripping on Ketamin and experiencing life by travelling over Europe and squatting where he could.
His girlfriend Robin has taken up cookery at the college and she makes the most delicious desserts that I have tasted. Sadly though recently she miscarried their child. Here I pray the next time the baby is healthy and she has an easy pregnancy. My prayer is with her and my son. They are thinking of moving abroad. She misses her family and there is little opportunity for work in this small town that we live.
He has a job working for a charity that signs people up to make monthly contributions to help children abroad from third world countries. He works five days a week and has to do some community work of Saturdays. Robin was nursing in an Old people's home before they both moved to Cardiff. They moved on Mother's day 2014. My son is still working hard and robin is doing some work as a waitress Before having the baby she worked in an old people's home.
My son Michael is going to University this September 2014.
I am so proud of both my boys. they have come a long way since leaving home.
It is now 2015 and so much as change. My oldest son and his girlfriend have become proud parents of a baby boy named Max. My first grandson.
My youngest as successfully completed his first year in university.
So I have plenty to be grateful for and I am one very proud Mum.
|Max meaning Greatness|
|My two sons. My youngest lad Michael is holding the baby and|
besides him is max's dad Kris (my 1st born)
|Proud parents Robin and Kris|