“…Margarite, do you know how pathetic you sound?” That was from my 80 year-old mom. Her response to my cry for help. Via email. Because she apparently has no time to return a phone call. In like, 4 weeks.
What the hell? I am raising her adorable grandkids solo and she has no time for me? And what’s really scary is that she was the last one left. Husband left, dad died, brother died, best friend moved away. All in rapid succession. No one else really that I can call “family” except far away siblings with busy lives and their own shit to deal with.
That comment from mom is was what inspired me start this blog. Feeling completely invisible. No one to talk to about the stress of being the only safety net under these two kids, and having no safety net of my own anymore. I don’t imagine I will accumulate a large following, but being able to get the crap that’s in me out every once in a while will at least benefit me. And if someone else can get a kick out of the chaotic madness of my life, then that’s a bonus.
Feel free to share. Especially all you others out there doing this single parenting thing. I’ll see you, you’ll see me, and together we won’t be invisible anymore.