Friday, April 3, 2009

A Popping Sound

There's only so much a girl can take and then comes the eruption of emotion. Look out everybody; get out of the way.
The wayward son is out and as I turn my attention back to my girls, they let loose with their own issues and problems. I confess, I can't quite cope.
I just want some calm. I'm pretty sure that under ordinary circumstances I could cope with the youngest D's and F's and boyfriend that she's not supposed to have. I think I could cope with L's undercover partying and imminent exit from our home to college. As it is, I just hear a popping sound that signals the arrival of my breaking point.


nancygrayce said...

I'm not sure if this will be comforting or not....but I'm still hearing that sound and my son will turn 39 in August. He's got a latest "situation" and I told my husband the same thing; that I was at the end....he said well hold on cause he(my son) is like riding a wild stallion!

What would happen if you turned all discipline over to your husband?

Please know that I think of you often and pray that peace would come quickly! Email me any time you just need to vent! Believe me, there is no situation I haven't dealt with!

Susan said...

We have totally got to hook up for some dinner and chat time.

I often wonder after an incident with my girl whether I am less resistant to the stress so I'm more liable to break or if the others have just been sitting back waiting for their opportunity to take a shot.

Sometimes, I think it is both.

Sending you hugs and prayers and a knowing nod of the head. Been there. Doing it.

Love u.


2nd Cup of Coffee said...

Sorry you are going through such trials. Praying God will make all crooked things straight soon for your sake and His sake. He loves them so much.

He Knows My Name said...

I hear you loud and clear. Did you happen to catch New Life Live the other day with Kevin Lehman...I need to log on and listen again and ask my husband to listen too...we really need to change everything but are we willing and strong engough to do you dearly Kathy. Hope you have a blessed Easter.

He is not here. He is risen.


Profbaugh said...

From mother to mother. . . . I understand that sound all too well. It's happening in my house too. I think it's just part job of mom (with teens). Hang in there. I'm praying for you. Wish I lived closer. We could have coffee and trade stories!!

Much love,