"I feel badly that I put you and dad through all this. Kayla and Kevin don't."
How does a mother respond to these profoundly valid concerns? I'm not sure, but here's what I came up with:
"This is our job and it's what we're supposed to do as parents. (I'll give this a C+) We'll figure it out and get you the help you need so everything will work out (This earns a B?). I know that life seems hard for you sometimes, but you have so many gifts that make your life much easier too." (Maybe this gets an A-)
This averages out to a B. Not too shabby considering the entire situation made me sad. She did struggle. More than I ever had, and more than I realized was possible. I had no idea how hard life could be for the superheroes of the world. I wasn't even aware that they existed.
I believed what I told her. I knew our first responsibility was to help minimize her school work-load. If that didn't help, I figured we could ask about increasing her Lexapro (which is something I never thought we would need to do). I guess initially I may have viewed medication as a possible miracle cure. (BTW, it's not...)
This entry ended with one thought/concern/worry/fear:
I wonder if she will ever be able to live on her own, away from home and away from us. I sure hope so.
Jordan is currently a junior in college and living off campus. It might not always be easy for her, but she is doing it 😊and I couldn't be more proud of her.