CHRISTIAN PARENTS of ESTRANGED ADULT CHILDREN Community Group
Estrangement makes it difficult to talk about with family, friends, neighbors and church members. Christians are NOT immune to broken families. Talk about your experiences with those who know how you feel and get positive support through your Christian faith...."In these last days difficult times will come, for men will be lovers of self...disobedient to parents,...
As for your daughter, I would suggest to back up for a little bit. As long as she clearly knows you love her and are there whenever she decides to come back into your life, I say, move on with YOUR life. This estrangement could go on for 2 more weeks or 10 more years- only God knows, and you have value and purpose and have a life. Unfortunately, your daughter will regret the way she has treated you one day, but that is on her. In the meantime, take care of yourself in every way- get healthy, find or re-establish hobbies, try to enjoy life and serve others the best you can. Sometimes I feel like it is healthy for our estranged adult children to see us going on and living our lives without them. They cannot have control over our happiness and joy. No person can. Our joy comes from Jesus and Him alone.
I know this is not the path you wanted (believe me, I get that!), but it can be a good path- just different.
Big big hugs,
givingupcontrol
After 3 days was over I knew I had to deal with my dad's illness. He was up in age and the only thing that could be done was blood transfusions and weekly visits to the doc in town for blood draws to see when his blood count got low. I focused on him. When my son was allowed hourly visits once a week I traveled where he was and saw him. I cried myself silly over my youngest son and granddaughter when no one was around and it was pure grief. My youngest had met a very controlling married woman, they started and affair and she left her husband with them having 2 boys. She didn't like me right off because I don't control and won't be controlled. My granddaughter is now 7 and I've seen her once in 4 years after my father died and she didn't remember me. This may sound callous but I was glad that she didn't. If she'd of ran to me with her arms open screaming 'grandma' so happy to see me I would of fell apart all over again. Again, behind everyone's back I cried to myself many months over her and my youngest son. My saving grace was I had to focus on my dad and when my son got out of treatment he went back to drinking and drugs. I have dealt with this now almost 20 years.
What taught me a lesson was watching other grandparents being so used that was older than me. Their kids calling and getting angry if their parents didn't babysit at the drop of the hat. The grandparents fearing not seeing the grandkids later on would give in and be so tired themselves. Grandparents getting calls for money constantly for food, or what ever for the grandkids and the grandparents giving in to the money knowing the money excuses were lies. I made up my mind I was not going to be held hostage by a grandchild that I loved dearly. I had to walk that walk.
I was forced to focus and it helped me tremendously. I had 2 years with my daddy that I loved dearly. I did not mind and felt it was an honor to be able to take care of him. If I'd of sat and had not had him and his care to focus on I don't know what i'd of done.
I did join therapy. All of it was just to much. That helped also. I know Alanon is for spouses and children of Alcoholics but that is a great group in just learning to let go and let God.