I've written about my issues with my church and with God - this role of forgotten child is a tough one! No one from my church came to see me when I broke my foot and was taking care of a man with dementia - in fact, I called two people who said that when I was better, I should call and we'd go out for coffee! During my childhood, Nmother either ignored us when we were sick or explained patiently that we really weren't sick - we just wanted attention... Yes indeed. Being a forgotten person in your own church is discouraging!
I went NC with God for a couple of months - I'm cautiously approaching that relationship again - we'll see where that goes. And the pastor has resigned - this is cause for an "Alleleuia!" I have to slowly and cautiously see if anything changes with his resignation. I really don't want to be treated the way my family has treated me my whole life. Ever. again. Not by my family, not by my friends, not by my church... You get the picture.
So today I'm staying home and taking care of my spouse - the place where he's living suggested that I take him to a hospital because he has a bad cough. I took him to a doctor last week because he had a high temperature and I thought he might have pneumonia. He doesn't, but he had a UTI, so he's on antibiotics. He was keeping people awake with his coughing and they were complaining, though, so he's here for the duration... I've put him in a room with a vaporizer and given him some essential oils, and he's sleeping soundly. He's already carrying a toxic load with the Parkinson's and now the antibiotic that it just doesn't make sense to me to give him more meds...
So Happy Easter to those of you who are celebrating today! May you learn to enjoy life more, to take good care of yourself, to love yourself and trust yourself so much that you wake up each morning looking forward to whatever is in store! Be joyful whenever you can!
