The time is coming that he is moving out. He plans on having his place by the beginning of the month. Of course, he is renting out a room in a house and not a home or apartment, but I've realized that those are his choices. And it doesn't really matter what he chooses. He can make a place with the kids. Or not. Still, it's his choice.
It made me feel like he was trying to make me feel badly still. About money. About where he would have to be living. But I realized that it doesn't have to make me feel that way. I can thank him and let him do what he chooses without viewing it as to how it affects me. Or the kids. Because those are his decisions and his plans. And they can like or not like. He's still their dad. He and they will figure that part out.
Letting go. Accepting. Breathing. All important. So important.
So, here's to a new month coming with new adventures...both scary and exciting....awaiting.
blessings.
It made me feel like he was trying to make me feel badly still. About money. About where he would have to be living. But I realized that it doesn't have to make me feel that way. I can thank him and let him do what he chooses without viewing it as to how it affects me. Or the kids. Because those are his decisions and his plans. And they can like or not like. He's still their dad. He and they will figure that part out.
Letting go. Accepting. Breathing. All important. So important.
So, here's to a new month coming with new adventures...both scary and exciting....awaiting.
blessings.
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