Parental Regrets

I spent the day in bed and woke up feeling really down. I miss my Frenchie with all my heart. Sunday is Easter, and I will miss sitting next to Frenchie in church while he sings all the words and hymns uniquely. Bless His Heart. He was the first to say he couldn't hold a tune if his life was on the line. But he loved music, all types of music. One of the things I loved about taking road trips with him was he loved to listen to the Love Channel. In church, I always wanted him to sit on my deaf ear side so I didn't have to hear him sing the wrong words to the hymns; now that was embarrassing. He didn't care. He was singing Carly Simon to the tune of the hymns. I'm going to miss that!!

Blake stopped by to see how I was doing; he is much like Eric. He loves his mama, and Blake is definitely a mama's boy. I love his hugs and when he kisses me on the forehead, "How's it going, mama?" He has always been so sweet to me. Chloe is a very blessed woman to have Blake as her husband. Like his dad, he will be a good provider, but his family is more of a priority than it was to Eric. That part differs from Eric's; he worked hard and was not with my children much when they were little. I never thought about that then because that's what all dads and some moms did. The generation raising my grandchildren is much more present in their children's lives, including the dad. 

One night a couple of years ago, Eric and I discussed parenting. We believed we gave our children too much. I had a lot of shame because of what happened to Haleigh, "How could I let anyone, including family, babysit her?" Kayla said she was abused, too, but not by the same person. I didn't believe her, because when she told me it was in a rage and she said, "I was abused IN YOUR HOME." When I asked who did that to her, she got mad and said, "I'm not going to tell you that. It's none of your business." "Kayla, are you kidding me? If that happened in my home, I deserve to know who did that to you." These two things have haunted me. Eric felt ashamed for not spending enough time with his children and wished he hadn't raised his voice or gotten angry when he tried to help them with math. He also had so many regrets about Blake. I said he wished he would have spent more time with him. But he also said Blake, and he got much closer in Blake's adult years. I told Eric he didn't need to regret that and that our only son loves his dad. I told him Blake would always look up to him and that he wanted to be like him. 

We learned that parenting is hard, really hard. And we did the best we could with what we were taught. Eric often said, "This is about me and you now. The kids have their families to care for, and you and I have many years to travel and be together."