S.B.
Dear Just You,
Times are really tough right now for a lot of people, so you are certainly not alone. My husband's job transferred us around quite a bit and it was really tough being away from my family. Everytime I'd start to feel settled and make some friends in the neighborhood, it was time to move again. I can't tell you how many times I cried. I tried thinking of it as an adventure, but in reality, I felt like the rug kept getting pulled out from under me. Fortunately, my daughter was outgoing and gregarious and made friends easily, but it wasn't easy on her either. Imagine the feeling in the pit of my stomach when I realized my husband was manipulating some of the transfers himself. If anyone said the slightest thing to him at work that he didn't like, he wanted a transfer. He was dragging us around like gypsies....it wasn't actually corporate decisions the way he said it was. I had health problems on top of it. When things were bad, I couldn't even ride in a car without being in agony. I'd get used to a new doctor and it was time to move again. Then I'd have to find another one and start all over. It's a long story, but my marriage didn't survive after our son was born. All the sudden, I was a single mom with two kids and a very vindictive ex husband who refused to pay support. He did really nice things like call PG&E or the cable company and request that they come and turn our services off. I really needed a job, but he kept things so tied up in court, the judge saw me more than my kids did. It was a really tough time. But, I survived it, and I've raised two of the nicest kids you could ever meet.
Venting can be good for you. We all need to do it sometimes. Get it off your chest and then let it go.
When things seem so overwhelming, break it down. Try to focus on one thing at a time. For instance, you can't do anything about not having a car right at the moment, so don't dwell on that. Move on to something you CAN do something about.
Get all the downsides to things out of your system and then look at all the positives. You have a husband who is working and a beautiful child. Yes, you have health problems, but you can still use your arms and legs, you can still see and hear...
Remember that your child is a child. He doesn't see the outside world or compare anything in it to you or his life. Don't waste your time feeling guilty about not giving your child something material. You can give him your time and you can give him the gift of laughter.
I have videos that we took when I was going through the most horrible time during my divorce and you would never know how bad things were. The kids and I were listening to music and dancing and playing and being silly. It was the three of us against the world and we laughed our heads off. We never lost our sense of humor. We never gave in to anything on the "outside" that was happening to us. My kids and I are pretty hilarious. Laughter really is the best medicine. Laughter doesn't cost a single penny.
My son's birthday was June 28 and we invited a friend over to have popcorn and watch our old birthday and miscellaneous videos with us. They were laughing so hard they said it hurt. And do you want to know something? I realized, at that moment, that what I thought was such a dark time, was really one of the happiest times of my entire life. My abusive ex was somewhere else, I had my two beautiful, funny children and we could laugh all we wanted. So we did. We still do.
You can always have fun without money. Trust me.
I know money is super tight for you, but surely you have a dollar store nearby that you can pick up some things like construction or plain paper. You can find a leaf on the sidewalk that gets turned into art. You can trace your handprints together. You can get a deck of cards and teach your son Go Fish or Old Maid. (My son is 14 and he still calls it Old May. He thought the person who got Old May was the winner because she was so cute on the card). You can read and let your son make up his own stories and write them down as he tells them. They will be priceless to you in 10 years. Let him help you bake some cupcakes. Help him make a fort under the kitchen table and have a snack in there.
I live where it gets cold, even in the summertime, so I used to build a fire and get it about 90 degrees in the house. We would run around in our shorts or bathing suits and pretend it was hot outside. We'd play happy music and spread out a blanket and have a "picnic" in the living room. We just made our own summer day.
I don't know if you're religous at all, and it doesn't matter one way or the other, but you might find a nice church in your area. I'm sure they'd be more than happy to give you a ride to some of their services and events. We have a nice church, no politics, non denominational and they are the sweetest people. They have pot lucks and bbq's and the kids all run around and have fun. I broke my leg and couldn't drive for the longest time...we always had a ride...we were always welcome. I met some wonderful people that way. I believe in prayer and I wasn't shy about asking for it. It was nice to know that so many people really cared about me and my kids.
Where there's a will, there's a way, honey. Don't ever forget that. And if your son can learn that from you, it will be the best gift you can ever give him.
I know this is getting long, but when my daughter was little, I made her a "stove" out of a cardboard box. I used a marker to draw the electric burners, I punched holes and inserted cardboard brads for knobs, even a pullout handle for the oven part. I gave her some pie tins, a couple of pans and spoons. She and her friend had the best time making dirt pies using rocks for decorations. I was doing dishes when she ran in and said, "Mommy! The stove is working just great. Now, I need you to make us a refrigerator...."
My kids just always believed I can do anything. They still do, and it has nothing to do with anything monetary. I've had to struggle and tell them no to certain things all their lives, but neither of them would tell you they've been slighted in any way. And they are both very resourceful. That's a wonderful thing and they learned it from me. We give our kids so much more than "things". We give OURSELVES so much more than things.
You're going to be all right.
You can write to me anytime.
Bloom where you're planted!