Moments at a time…

Having to put my baby girl on a plane to fly back to her moms house, where she lives, really makes me question my life chioces, career choices, every choice ive ever made. Of course then your mind takes over with a million and one more “what if” questions. Just have to remind myself that the past is done and gone and nothing can change that and all the choices i made were for what i thought was best at the time. Some harder than others, and knowing there would be hard days ahead. This is one of those hard days. Cant help but think about all the moments ive missed and am going to miss along the way. But i hope those moments are still better for everyone else. Crying because i dont get to see them all would just be selfish. I know im doing and have done whats best. Stay strong my friends, one moment at a time. :+1:

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That’s a tough weight to carry. You’re allowed to feel, but don’t let it take away from the love you’re still giving. Every moment counts, even from a distance. Keep reminding yourself that you’re doing your best. :heart:

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Thank you for that :heart:

I have to send my son back and forth from myself to his dad. My mom does the handoff. I tell myself, “I am ALWAYS A MOM and I can only parent in Recovery.” It helps…

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