To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off, it’s the realization I can’t control another.
To let go is not to enable, to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it’s to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective, it’s to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody, but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear les and love more.
Remember: The time to love is short.
Welcome to my kitchen. Wife posted ”Letting Go Takes Love” on the front of the frig last week.
That little ditty, is for parents of children hitting the turbulent waters of the late teen- early 20′s years.
I’ve seriously toyed around with starting a support group for those of us.
We’ve raised 4 great kids , and I mean great ranging in age from 20- 28.
That’s right isn’t it Angie ? You’re going to be 29 this year?
I think for me the hardest part was knowing where the line was between my part and letting go.
We just finished watching our 2 3/4 yr old granddaughter two weeks ago, and it was fun. When she started whining about something she couldn’t have at that moment, I told her, “Listen, I”ve raised 4 kids and this is the way it is….you can cry and whine all you want but that stuff doesn’t work on me now.”
I wish I would have known the first time around, what I know now as a parent. That’s why if you’re a younger parent and something’s got you stumped-don’t just sit there banging your head against the wall (unless you want to of course). Who am I to tell another person how to parent
Another alternative might be to look around in your life for an older set of parents, whom you respect and their kids turned out “relatively” normal and ask them for their suggestions. There is wisdom to be gained.