Perspective

December 6, 2012
broken car mirror

Photo Credit: Hellebardius

There is so much I can’t share on this blog.

Almost everyday something happens at home that would not make a great blog post. The last thing I want to do is embarrass or hurt one of my girls, so I stay quiet. Someday I will be able to share so much more of the trials and tribulations that are part of the day-to-day happenings around the Dibben house.

Most of what is happening around here will be better written about in the future anyway. It takes time to gain full perspective of my life and the events which mold me. The cloud of emotion that surrounds everyone in the middle of conflicts and trials is what keeps me from writing a really honest evaluation of events anyway. I think it would possibly be a little melancholy as well with all the conflict around here. I guess that goes with having two teenagers running around. I can only imagine what things may be like when all four of them are teens at the same time. When Anjelia turns thirteen Lydia will be eighteen. Four teenagers at once are more than I can even imagine. At that point there may not be a single rational person in the house, including the parents!

Anyway, I guess this post has turned into a notice to all my readers that yes, life still moves forward at the Dibben house. It just seems to hit a lot of potholes along the way. I can’t take every dropped transmission and broken mirror and parade it before the entire world. I’m sure you understand.

James Dibben

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4 responses to Perspective

  1. Yes, you would be filled with a lot of regret if you shared things that were still raw and unsettled, which is pretty much a good description of the teenage years, both for the kids and the parents. Moving forward is always positive, even if it feels like just millimeters at a time.

  2. Good morning, James,
    I feel your pain and I can totally sympathize and empathize. That was one of the hardest times in my life, especially as a single mother, was when my kids got to those teenage years. Goodness.

    All I can say is hang in there, it does get better. It’s a time when they are discovering, somewhat, of who they are, what they really like, what they don’t like, the fact that someone is still telling them what to do, changes in their bodies, and the pressures of school. It’s difficult for them, as I’m sure you know, to get through all those changes. And it’s very difficult as parents to watch that, try to comfort them, give them guidance and motivate them, all the while they are acting like crazy people. LOL.

    Hang in there! God Bless you and yours.

    Deb 🙂
    Ghostwriter

    • Have you been hanging around outside me house? 😉

      Thanks for your words of encouragement and experience!

      I keep telling myself: this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass!