Socially I am finding it rough too because most of our friends have moved on and we haven't. All my own kids are older and out of the house except our youngest who is 20 years old but with special needs. What I find when we do go out as I am at a loss as to where I belong. I notice it with the events our church puts on. There are some events for retired people over 50 which is my age bracket and they go out to lunch or get together in an afternoon to craft for the Christmas bazaar but I am still working. They have mom and tot programs but too far away for me to go and for any similar playgroup there is a no one over 6 rule at most of them so Brianne can't come and her wheelchair would not be welcome anyways just as no strollers are allowed. The church has evening gatherings for the younger woman but it is people who talk about their corporate jobs and brag about their kids high school exploits. My problem is my only hope is a group for grandmas raising their grandchildren I think and that leaves me not really even fitting in with that group but at least I can identify with them just not with the family issues.
My point is I don't belong anywhere. I can discuss teething and diaper rash with the ladies the same age as my own kids, dream of retiring soon with others closing in on 55, dream of going someplace warm for several months of the year just because and knowing my reality is I will still be able to do all those things when I am 65 just because Brianne will always be like having a 15-18 month old in the house. Being military means I have a lot of associates but no real friends. The few I have are email or occasional chats and yearly visits and that is it. On the day to day I feel like I live in a bubble most of the time. If it wasn't for my workshops I do it would be even worse.

































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