Three Times
The Force is Strong With This One
For a long time I felt I had become stronger in my ability to cope with my situation in regards to the physical distance between myself and my family. By that I mean my children (11, 14, 16), who live a 5 hours drive away, and my parents, and siblings who live in other states. I live alone, but I am grateful for my close friends, and for my life; which in reality is pretty good (despite the craziness of the world).
For the last week things (emotions) have bubbled back up as my children are stretching their legs towards adulthood; and whilst I am grateful for the time I get with them ( I see them once a fortnight and for the school holidays), I feel like I am grieving for the time I have lost and the moments that I will never get back (the past), but also feeling sad in knowing that as they grow older they will find their own path/life/family and that I will be less a part of their life (the future). There is also happiness in seeing them grow and evolve, but that's not what I am feeling at the moment.
This part of being a parent is perhaps something I have tried to not think into too much (or avoided) probably for a number of reasons, but I guess avoiding thinking about it doesn't help you cope with these things when they finally become real.
I feel I have a pretty good relationship with my kids but have felt this sadness beginning to impinge on my conversations with them, as it is in my mind when I am talking with them, which I guess sort of makes me annoyed at myself.
I know this situation is something that many people go through, but I am hoping by sharing or externalising these thoughts and writing them down it will help me to work through this, to cope, to learn and to grow and to be the best dad I can be.
For the last week things (emotions) have bubbled back up as my children are stretching their legs towards adulthood; and whilst I am grateful for the time I get with them ( I see them once a fortnight and for the school holidays), I feel like I am grieving for the time I have lost and the moments that I will never get back (the past), but also feeling sad in knowing that as they grow older they will find their own path/life/family and that I will be less a part of their life (the future). There is also happiness in seeing them grow and evolve, but that's not what I am feeling at the moment.
This part of being a parent is perhaps something I have tried to not think into too much (or avoided) probably for a number of reasons, but I guess avoiding thinking about it doesn't help you cope with these things when they finally become real.
I feel I have a pretty good relationship with my kids but have felt this sadness beginning to impinge on my conversations with them, as it is in my mind when I am talking with them, which I guess sort of makes me annoyed at myself.
I know this situation is something that many people go through, but I am hoping by sharing or externalising these thoughts and writing them down it will help me to work through this, to cope, to learn and to grow and to be the best dad I can be.