Kids are resilient, and although I do not wish this on any child, I can say that with the right support, patience and a lot of empathy, they will get through this. It is your responsibility as a parent to make sure that they not only survive, but thrive, no matter the circumstances. Help your kids to cope with the separation, help them be ok afterwards.
Asking for help is not a sign of weakness. This I have known for ages, sure you have also come upon this nugget. Yet we still feel incapable of reaching out and admitting that we, maybe, cannot do this alone. Why is it that we easily offer and give help to others, but asking for ourselves seem to be the taboo? And why do we see ourselves as less capable when asking?
To say that I have been going through a hard season would be an understatement. Having no previous first-hand experience with my marriage crumbling and dissolving, I have not known what to expect, at all. I remember vaguely standing on the sidelines when my parents’ marriage ended, but that feels like asking someone to do open-heart surgery when all they have ever done is watched a video of the procedure taking place.
Being a PARENT can be overwhelming. Taking the responsibility of another tiny life on your shoulders can not NOT be overwhelming, right? Now try to do that as a solo parent – being the only one responsible for the day-to-day safety, security, happiness, and health of those tiny human beings. In that case, the word OVERWHELM doesn’t even start to describe how you feel.
In essence, it is a paired down closet that consists, in its entirety, of 30 to 50 pieces of clothing. The clothing items have been chosen to fit and pair with all of the other items, allowing you to create outfits from any top and bottom that you choose. Sounds awesome right? Right – it is. But I will also agree that the whole concept can seem a bit confining.
Being a single mom was never part of the plan. It definitely was not how I thought my life would go, or how I would be raising my daughters. I never dreamt that the three of us would be left in South Africa, while their father moved a continent away, and that my marriage would dissolve. But here I am, separated and alone with two beautiful girls, looking at me to fix their entire worlds.