Good Morning.
It's CHRISTMAS!
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT?
Yeah! I'm up early. It's close to 5 am and my apartment is quiet because my son is asleep and the neighbors still seem to be too! No little kids screaming and running around excited about the presents they got... Yet!
I'm up with this huge thought on my mind. What thoughts do I have on this special day, at this special time. For Catholics, Christians, etc. the focus is on Christs birth and the gift that he IS!
For others, it is about the season. There is vacation time to relax, visit family and friends, get involved in other leisurely activities and eat well! Still for others, the focus is loneliness, sadness, loss, what they can't afford, how the coming new year will find them! Yada, Yada!
I got up this morning with Christmas on my mind, but how this Christmas was going to be! Yes! My focus was also on the Christ. That is what got me up out of the bed early this morning. I am thankful for so many things, that I cannot tell you. (Some things you've got to keep private!) I will tell you this though, unlike many others, my son and I are in a nice, warm furnished apartment that is beautifully decorated for the holidays. We have plenty to eat, clothes to wear and ...we have each other! THAT IS MUCH to be thankful for!
As I did have thoughts about today, past Christmases, and Christ...the need for focus came up.
I got right to the computer and decided to face my thoughts and write them out! Putting them in their proper place if you will. figure that If I got them out, these thoughts wont' hinder the rest of my day. It is even quite possible that they won't continue to hinder the rest of my life! So, here goes! See, Reader, the holiday seasons have proven to be very hard for ME to deal with for several vital reasons. One of which, I have already disclosed in other articles...I don't have that big close family to take comfort in. My son's Dad's family is not reachable even to my son! So, my son does not have that either, which has lead to other problems that have created NOT-SO-MERRY holidays for the both of us!
Without much support, my son and I struggled in different ways for years! Because of this, when he was small and the Dad and I were at odds, there was not much that I could give my son. I could not even give him his Dad! There were arguments between the Dad and I about whether he should come and pick him up or I should take him over there! See, I learned my lesson about going over to the Dads years before! Between our problems, calling myself trying to keep my son connected to his dad's side of the family, I often took my son to the Dads family's home (his mother's house) and even to his house off and on for years, up until my son was almost 5.
I got my feelings hurt A LOT!
The Dad would often be on the phone with other women, in front of me. When he was on the phone, sometimes his family, (I can remember his mother, God rest her soul) and friends would be yelling at him to get off the telephone and to at least respect me while I was there!Sometimes he was on his way to meet them or already had left! Some other times, I would just be ignore. A few times he would be talking to his family and saying mean things and I was made to feel like crap. He proved to be a very, very hurtful person. Those visits were for my son and his family, but no one should have to hurt like that! I honestly thought I was doing the right thing by taking him over there! Anyway, after plenty of that... I finally and quietly promised myself and vowed NEVER TO ALLOW MYSELF TO BE DISGRACED LIKE THAT AGAIN BY HIM OR ANY MAN!
I just stopped taking my son to any of their houses! That was that! If the Dad wanted to see him, he had to come to us! He hated that, but he never understood what all of that did to me! I honestly don't even think he thought about it! This, is the stuff that started to creep into our lives over the years, even for the holidays! But those early experiences with the Dad was my education. I have never had to endure that kind of treatment from any man I've ever been with in all my life! Though it made me tougher, that kind of living...It was not for me!
I love my son and have worked tirelessly as a single Mom to raise him properly, in Christ with morals, integrity, and with manners and instilling the importance goals and going after them.
I have poured into him, a great deal of time and of my life, postponed hopes and dreams of my own! But, there is a limit! What good am I to my son, myself or anyone for that matter, broken and disgraced by any man, ESPECIALLY the man who was supposed to have loved me and is his Dad! This is the same man who who was supposed to teach our my son how to be
A MAN, "A REAL man"! What is that teaching my son in the treatment of women and what a woman should tolerate and accept for herself? So, even after the Dad and I permanently were broken up, I still kept that vow to myself! I wouldn't break it, NOT EVEN FOR MY SON!
Not even for my son, would I put myself in a situation like that again!
As I was not welcomed or respected by the Dad, obviously, I certainly could not expect to be respected by his mate! Just like those other women in his life, back in the day. For the Dad, it was about control. "Do this my way or it won't get done!" He used to say to me, "YOU should, be bringing him to me." "I DON'T HAVE TO RESPECT YOU because we are not together!""SHE SAID...THAT YOU...!" (Read my article in my "FOR WOMEN ONLY!" column, "The SHE SAID'S AMONG US", posted on November 28, 2009.) Needless to say that, I am also a strong willed person, and I deserved and still deserve better treatment, so I made up in my mind that I wasn't walking into that line of fire AGAIN!... NOT EVEN FOR MY SON! So, I never took my son over there anymore, while he was growing up ...not even for the holidays and the Dad NEVER came and picked him up! My son and his Dad, only spent two or three Christmas's together in all of my sons 19 years!
I remember Christmas's when my son and I both hoped so strongly that the Dad would call or come by. It usually never happened! Several years in a row, as our son was growing up, he would sit by the phone and wait. Sometimes, he'd even have his coat on and when I would ask him, " What are you doing? Where are you going? All of ten years old, my son would say "I want to be ready when my dad comes for me." OHHHHH Boy!!! It got so bad that I would have to either threaten my son with punishment to get him away from the phone. This happened even his birthdays! Of course, he'd wait for the Dad to call, hoping he'd say that he's coming to pick our son up to take him over there to be with his brothers, his little sister, Aunts, Uncles and cousins. He thought SURELY, the Dad would come to hug him and bring him presents! The Dad never came. Christmas after Christmas, my son or myself would have to do all of the calling to him! More often than not, the arguments would start or some mean thing said. Sometimes, my son and I, would hear the Dads mate in the background telling the Dad how it should be done, with Brad coming to visit. Then, there you go! Usually, the call ended with someone hanging up on the other.
I tried to tell The Dad in detail what was happening, but he would say, "I have my family. That's (Brad, and whatever he's going through) your business, you have to deal with that!" The Dad wouldn't call, time after time! He still doesn't call our son on Birthdays either, let alone Christmas, even after all of this time! No. My son doesn't wait for any such phone calls. It doesn't help that my son is a giver and his Dad's birthday is just before Christmas on December 23 rd. My son got very sad about his Dad on that day, even on this year!
Where this should cause me to pray, it in fact, (as I am confessing) makes me want to curse! It will do no good to curse, but you know...hmm.
NOPE! Not cursing, peace just entered in AND came over me instead!
Still, it is a good thing to get this all out though. And I promise reader, before I'm through with this article, my thoughts will be where they should be THIS Christmas!
Just trying to explain why the holidays were so hard for me to deal with and why it is SO VITALLY IMPORTANT THAT WE GET OUR FOCUS BACK! GOD is good! The love of Christ has allowed for new mercies, and forgiveness to be possible, every single day! You may say, then "Meetta, stop dwelling on the past", but it's hard when the past is staring you in your face. I look at my son, the phone doesn't ring, specific guests don't come for him on the holidays or special days from the side of the family he desperately wants to be a part of...and it starts all over again! But you know, the pangs of it are not so strong anymore. So, progress is being made! Some things just take longer than others. A gun shot wound will heal faster than a broken heart! Doesn't matter whose heart it is! It's hard for a boy to not have a Dad! Especially when the Dad is nearby and has always been. The Dad has lived in this city all of our son's life, NEVER LIVING more than 20 minutes away, driving, but you wouldn't know it! (Deep breath and a sigh)...Along with my son's angst about the holidays, was my own! You might be interested in knowing Reader, that the peace I previously spoke of...still remains AND ...I'm learning right at this moment, that when I see the past staring intently at me.... to look the other way. At least until I feel COMPLETELY comfortable staring right back at it, unaffected!
So as you can see now, Dear Reader, why Christmas in the past was such a struggle! As a Christian, especially with all of that going on, I struggled to maintain my focus and put it where it should be...On Christ...fully and completely! Because without him, nothing is possible. ...Survival, growth, forgiveness, maturity, peace of mind and of heart, healing! Nothing would be possible! Without Christ, God would not have granted human kind, the many second chances that he has! Jesus, The Christ is the world's Saviour, as I believe it! Without him, and "the word of God", (Scripture of the Holy Bible), I couldn't have made it out of the darkness of my sadness, frustration, loneliness, confusion and pain. Could not have made it through any crisis of ANY KIND WITHOUT THE LOVE and intercession of Christ! Would not have the victories that I have been blessed to have. Without him, The Christ, my life and my sons life would have fallen into peril a loooong, long time ago! BUT GOD....
THOUGH WE KNOW NOT THE EXACT DATE....Will you all join me in saying ...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS!
AND THANK YOU !
LOVE, FROM US ALL