Long day filled with highs and lows. On the sports front I have to say there was a good amount of disappointment. Both boys played quite a bit but both boys lost their games. This is refreshing in terms of the younger, because that team needed a good beating to get them back to fundamentals and away from swagger. It is a low point for the elder because he got to play a lot for a losing team—one that has only seen victory one time this season. It is a rough season for him in that sense.
So, those are the lows.
There were highs—I promise. I got a ton of grading handled, and that is a high point. There is a ton more (but we are staying high). My mom is in town and she was able to spend time with my partner, and that was a high. It was nice. It was needed. Family is important to me, and it is important to me that family gets along.
Here is the thing though: Family does not always get along. My mid kid is most like I was growing up. He’s precocious and full of himself and feels like he always deserves a chance to speak his mind and tell his side of the story. It makes my mom hate him as much as she did me as a child. I’ve watched her treat him differently than the other two and do so in a way that makes him feel even more isolated and alone. I felt that for years. I felt blamed and useless and put upon—singled out in only the most negative ways. I wish he didn’t have to feel that in the safety and comfort of his own family but this is how it is. He wants to isolate and protect himself by not being around her. I respect that and I support that. Moving forward I won’t put him in that position to go through what I went through, because nobody should have to.