If you ask me if I'm a prideful person, I would tell you no.
However, I have been struggling with my son, who I believe is completely in the wrong. His love has been my constant in life. A few months ago, he picked something that happened FIFTEEN YEARS AGO and threatened to cut me out of his life if I ever did something like that again. It felt like the ground shifted beneath my feet. During a recent visit, he kept leaving each room that I was in.
Many of you know that I am a recovering alcoholic (26 years). Y'know, it always amazes me that when I go to an AA meeting, a solution to a problem presents itself. Usually, the answer is that I am the problem.
At a meeting yesterday, the topic was "resentments," and it dawned on me that I was being prideful about my current struggles with my son. It's like, oh, boo-hoo. Poor me. He "owes" ME an apology and why should I put out any effort (blah blah blah)?
I realized my pride was putting as much space between us as was his behavior. So last night I had a great phone conversation with him, without mentally keeping score. This is a miracle for me. What I know is that when I change, everyone around me changes. In an emotional tug-of-war, the dynamic shifts if I simply let go of my end of the rope. And I cannot predict what that change may be. My hope is that love is answered with love.
I just wanted to share this with all of you. Life is good. When I get out of the way ...