Let's talk about love (encore)

I just enjoyed reading an earlier post. Just click on the header. Perhaps you will enjoy this as much as I.

As the stomach turns

Many of you have wondered where I've been have left me inspiring messages and notes of support. Your caring is very much appreciated. My computer monitor recently died, which limits my online access. But that's just a tiny thing compared to my ongoing family concerns.

This weekend I comforted a daughter in tears over our unstable living arrangements and finances. And my son, with whom I still live, emailed me the following:

Mom,

We need to set aside some time in the near future to talk. I was going to chat w/ you last night, but by the time you got back, I was tired and ready to get in the bed. But the issue at hand, of course, is our current living situation. I've talked to people about it and prayed about it as much as I can, but we're now coming to a point where I think there has to be a change. It's nothing against you personally or anything that you've done, but I'm just unable to function constructively or socially without having my personal space and time. And I'm not talking an hour here or there, I mean overall. Whenever you first came to stay, I realize that it was because of necessity, but it was also meant to be temporary. After eight or so months, I can't see an end in sight and unfortunately i really can't continue as is for much longer.

I know that things are difficult, but for my sanity's sake, over the next few weeks I think it's essential that you start making alternative arrangements as far as a place to stay. I'll help in whatever way I can, but since I had to replace my car, my extra money is now gone. I was planning on helping you out on a monthly basis whenever you got your own place, but now those funds have gone into the truck, taxes, etc.

So I don't know whether you can find an actual permanent place within that time span or if you can find a friend or relative who would be willing to house you for a few months until you can get everything in order. I'm not trying to "put you out" but I'm at a point where I need to get my place in order and get my life in order and I'm unable to do that until I have a peace of mind at home. Right now I'm beginning to enter into a depression over this situation and I can't allow that to go any further. I'm sure this isn't the most "convenient" time to begin looking for another place, but there's really never a convenient time for a conversation about this. But I've been putting it off for a few weeks, but have realized that it really is time to put certain things in motion. So hopefully this isn't upsetting. If you want me to talk to anybody, let me know.

I probably won't be home until late tonight, so we might not be able to discuss further in person until tomorrow. But hopefully you understand.


Love,
Your Son

My son is a very loving, generous young man. No mother wants her child to be distressed. My son didn't have to write me to tell me that he was depressed. I could already feel it. And it makes me sad.

I hope that my daughter, grandson and I will have a place to call home soon. Our homelessness could have been avoided if my brother, who thinks he owns the "family house" (my parents' house) would move aside so that I could move in. My brother lives at the house part-time for political reasons. My brother has his own home, where he lives with his family.

My parents' names are on the deed to the house, not my brother's. My dad lives elsewhere. My mother is dead. My brother simply is blocking my moving into the home because he thinks he can. Up to now, my dad has allowed my brother to get away with it. But my father is finally seeing the light.

My blood pressure is high, and I've been experiencing severe stomach distress for weeks. My job responsibilities have changed, and our school district is about to be taken over by the state.

I'm not stressing out about my job. Despite the political and emotional turmoil students, parents and staff are experiencing, I am enjoying my new assignment because I feel that I am making a difference. I was asked to be a part of the transition team. It's hard work, but I like challenges.

Back to my personal life: I still find opportunities to smile. Today my grandmother (my mother's mother) celebrates her 96th birthday. Grandmother's body may be weak, but her memory is still good. And she still charms everyone she meets. That is a blessing!

tags: naomi-usa, journey to naomi