|Don't drink the milk... It's spoiled!|
I've never done that. I've never had sour milk in my house & I've never been so rushed that I hadn't noticed the milk had gone bad. The expiration date was good, so I didn't think to smell it first, but I fed my children cereal with sour milk.
This felt like a HUGE Mommy Fail!
That, on top of the stress from the hurricane, set me into tears.
Once upon a time, I was seriously independent. I didn't need to ask anything from anyone. I was a single mom & I had it all figured out. I did what needed to be done & everything flowed. Granted, I probably wasn't doing things correctly - but I didn't know any better, so to me - it was all just fine.
Even before I was a single mom -
I spent a lot of years alone. By choice. Yeah, I had boyfriends when I was younger - but I was more focused on getting my life headed in the direction I wanted it to go before I brought another person along for the ride. The attachments I made were always ones that allowed me to have my closest friends present, or they didn't occur.
I was out on my own since 18 years of age. My dad
I was always very used to doing everything. So I did it. I didn't rely on anyone else. When there was slack to be picked up - I picked it up as if there wasn't another person. I just did it. I got a second job and a baby sitter. I worked 7 days a week & killed myself to be momma, home maker, provider, etc. Of course I couldn't handle it all & the added stress of the other "stuff" was just the icing on the crap cake.
I rolled into single mom-dom without much difficulty. It really wasn't that much different. It was actually easier in some ways because the extra component was no longer there. Other issues, yes - but in our household, no one was telling me what to do. I did what I wanted. My way.
...And then I met my husband.
He caught me totally off guard. Our friendship turned to love in what seemed like seconds and he swooped in and started taking care of me. All of the things that I was so used to doing - he started doing. I didn't know how to handle it & I absolutely resisted at first.
Eventually, I let my guard down and learned to rely on and trust my husband. Completely.
I can't even tell you how many times he has said to me over the years (yes, even to this day) "Why do you think you have to do everything by yourself?"
It's ingrained, I suppose.
Finally after all the years we've been together - I've stepped back.
Then the hurricane hit and he was working constantly. We had no power for more than a week. There were a lot of things that he had been doing, or that I didn't know how to do and it freaked me out. I haven't been in a position where I didn't know what to do since I was 18 years old!
I've gotten so used to being a partner, I've forgotten how to do some things for myself and it scared the crap out of me. At one point, I broke down in tears. I was alone with the kids. I was afraid to run out of gas. I didn't know how to start the generator (and boy did I try). I didn't know how to do so many things. My brain swirled around to the point of exhaustion....until it finally sunk in.
I didn't need to freak out. The one thing that I'd learned from my husband over the years is that it really is OK to rely on another person. I allowed other people to help me. We all helped each other and it really was OK.
When it really came down to it, it was just sour milk and maybe a little perspective.
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Have a great day!!
Something I forgot to add before posting this...
If you, or someone you know is suffering or feeling in any way hopeless - please reach out. Someone DOES love you and someone WILL miss you. If you need someone to talk to in confidence, please contact the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention: http://www.afsp.org/