{"id":123,"date":"2008-05-03T13:25:41","date_gmt":"2008-05-03T13:25:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/2008\/05\/03\/qa-tips-for-han\/"},"modified":"2008-05-03T13:25:41","modified_gmt":"2008-05-03T13:25:41","slug":"qa-tips-for-han","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/2008\/05\/03\/qa-tips-for-han\/","title":{"rendered":"<h3>Q&#038;A: Tips for handling Mother&#8217;s Day while being estranged?<\/h3>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This morning I received an email from a woman who is a mother and who has been estranged by her grown children several times over 15 years. After describing the basics of the estrangement she said, &quot;I need to move on with my life &#8211; any tips &#8211; and any help for handling Mothers Day?&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Tips for handling Mother&#8217;s Day!? Her question inspired today&#8217;s post.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>For myself, over time, it has gotten easier. Her birthday is generally worse for me than Mother&#8217;s Day has been. <\/p>\n<p>\nOn Mother&#8217;s Day for many years I avoided going out to eat where there<br \/>\nwere families having their Mother&#8217;s Day dinner. I felt as though the<br \/>\ncontrast between what they were experiencing and what I was<br \/>\nexperiencing would feel too stark and painful. However, my expectations<br \/>\nof how I might feel have changed. It is possible that I could enjoy<br \/>\nmyself, even in the middle of a restaurant where everyone was going<br \/>\nbonkers crazy over someone&#8217;s mother.<\/p>\n<p>\nMy attitude about Mother&#8217;s Day now is that my daughter can&#8217;t take away<br \/>\nfrom me the fact that I am a mother and that I loved being a mother and<br \/>\nthat this day, Mother&#8217;s Day, is still a reminder that I have been a<br \/>\nMother. I can celebrate that fact no matter what SHE does or doesn&#8217;t<br \/>\ndo. My attitude about her birthday is the same. These two days are mine<br \/>\ntoo. We share in them even though we are apart. They involve good<br \/>\nmemories and my pleasure and happiness and she can&#8217;t take that away<br \/>\nfrom me.<\/p>\n<p>\nThey say that doing well is the best revenge. Since I am a mother, I<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t think of &quot;revenge&quot; in terms of my daughter. I don&#8217;t want or need<br \/>\n&quot;revenge.&quot; I don&#8217;t know what word to use in place of revenge but I need<br \/>\na different word. Doing well involves being kind to yourself. Doing<br \/>\nwell is the path to healing. Doing well is giving yourself the<br \/>\nrecognition that you deserve. Doing well is appreciating yourself.<br \/>\nWhich may sound strange to appreciate yourself but in this case I think<br \/>\nthat we do need to recognize ourselves as deserving of appreciation,<br \/>\neven if we aren&#8217;t being shown appreciation by those whom we wish could<br \/>\nappreciate us. We deserve to be appreciated anyway and if they can&#8217;t,<br \/>\nthen we might as well show appreciation to ourselves.<\/p>\n<p>\nSo we CAN celebrate a Mother&#8217;s Day or any other day for the positive<br \/>\nthings that it represents. We might choose to celebrate it differently<br \/>\nthan the rest of the country but we can celebrate it in our own way.<br \/>\nMaybe we&#8217;d buy ourselves a great box of chocolates or take ourselves<br \/>\nout to a movie (with friends maybe) or buy ourselves a gorgeous new top<br \/>\nor a pair of shoes or jewelry or something that we enjoy a lot. Or go<br \/>\nto a play or a performance or do something entirely new that we&#8217;ve<br \/>\nnever done before.<\/p>\n<p>\nThere&#8217;s a song that has the line, &quot;They can&#8217;t take that away from me.&quot;<br \/>\nThat is true. No one can take away the pleasure of being a mother to<br \/>\nsomeone we love or loved. We are mothers. It can&#8217;t be taken away. It is<br \/>\na fact of life. The fact that my daughter won&#8217;t talk to me doesn&#8217;t<br \/>\nchange that. I still feel good about having been her mom and she can go<br \/>\nscrew herself if she thinks that she can wreck my life by not talking<br \/>\nto me. <\/p>\n<p>\nShe can&#8217;t wreck my life. I can wreck my life but she can&#8217;t do it. I can<br \/>\nhave as good of a life and a Mother&#8217;s Day as I want to have. It won&#8217;t<br \/>\nbe a traditional Mother&#8217;s Day but it will still be a good day. I can<br \/>\nstill appreciate being a mom.<\/p>\n<p>\nThis post is appropriate for Father&#8217;s Day too. So if you&#8217;re a Father<br \/>\nand Father&#8217;s Day comes along, remember that she can&#8217;t take your being<br \/>\nher dad away from you either. <\/p>\n<p>\nRemember the good times and what you like about being her parent and<br \/>\nput the other stuff away on a back shelf in your mind and let that<br \/>\nother stuff gather dust.<\/p>\n<p>\nHappy Mother&#8217;s Day to you all,<br \/>\nGinny<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This morning I received an email from a woman who is a mother and who has been estranged by her grown children several times over 15 years. After describing the basics of the estrangement she said, &quot;I need to move on with my life &#8211; any tips &#8211; and any help for handling Mothers Day?&quot;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,69],"tags":[70,54,120,192,25,28],"class_list":["post-123","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-for-parents","category-weblogs","tag-cutoff","tag-estrangement","tag-estrangements","tag-families","tag-mothers-day","tag-parental-alienation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=123"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/123\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=123"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=123"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/estrangements.com\/theblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=123"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}