Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Another rough day

Actually, I should say, rough weekend. If you read rough day you know I'm having problems with my 16 year old, middle son. Well, he cemented it, he's going to Arkansas to live with his dad. He doesn't want to, he's going because I want him to graduate from high school. I don't know what it is with my boys, hopefully not my youngest one too, but the older one went to live with his dad at 16 too. Hopefully, my ex will have better luck with him. He did in the past. It is just tearing me apart! I keep going back and forth between wanting him to go, knowing it will be good for him and not wanting him to go, knowing it's going to hurt. Luckily, everyone in the family is with me on it. I know it is going to be for the better in the long run, but my heart is breaking!
So, I'm dealing with my pain the only way I know how, I'm painting, or at least trying to. Obviously, I'm here typing right now, taking a break, right? I am about to go back to painting so I can post a progress pic later. I'm mulling a title for this painting, probably going to have something to do with heartbreak or torn in to a million pieces or something like that. I'd like it to be more positive though. I hate negative titles. Oh well, back to painting now.


jafabrit said...

I have been trying to post for days on my regular blogger account and no go. so I signed up with google, so I am testing this.

I am so sorry to hear of your challenging times, as a mother who has been through it my heart goes out to you. hugs.

Paula Manning-Lewis said...

Thanks Jafabrit,
He has resigned himself to the fact, so he's being nicer now. Hopefully, we can have a nice Christmas before he goes.
Thanks for the hugs! I need all I can get right now.
As usual, all this stuff is happening at my emotional time of the month, it never fails!

Cynthia said...

I'm so sorry you're having to go through this!

Paula Manning-Lewis said...

Thanks Cynthia,
I'm starting to get used to it now. Luckily, it's not the first time he's gone to live with his dad, so I know I can handle it. It just feels like a part of my heart will be gone. I will miss him like crazy, but it will be good for him and I know he will come back.

Thanks again, my friends, for your support!