How deep is the rabbit hole?

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When we hear that someone has become disillusioned, the response is usually one of sympathy and condolences. I wonder why that is? Rabbit hole

To be disillusioned is to be free from illusion or to lose naive faith and trust. You believed something to be good, valuable, or true, but have now come to realize that it was only an illusion – something that looks or seems different from what it actually is, or an idea that is based on something that is not true.

In the 1999 movie, The Matrix, real life was dangerous, bleak, and often hopeless. However, the majority of people lived in an illusion of plenty and freedom not even realizing it was an illusion. Some knew, yet chose to continue living in the illusion because it offered an experience of fulfillment and comfort. Morpheus gave the protagonist, Neo, a chance to choose when he said,

“This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill—the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill—you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember: all I’m offering is the truth. Nothing more.”

I’d like to think I would always choose the red pill, though I can’t say for sure. I certainly don’t want a rosy life that’s comfortable and “perfect” but not genuine. I want the truth. I want the raw. I want the real.

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Moving Forward

move forwardAs an optimist, I entered this year of writing with an unspoken hope that my research and transparency would impact the choices of my twins, causing them to rethink their decisions and prevent them from undergoing permanent changes. In a way, I was still striving after something, but quietly, the undercurrent beneath the surface. I hoped for a miracle of enlightenment that would alter their courses. Continue reading →

Respect

fist over heart“Putting your hand over your heart makes you both appear and behave more honestly,” reads a headline from a March 2014 post on Smithsonian.com.

That gives credence to the warmth and generosity we felt when receiving the passing greeting, “Respect,” from staff and locals while in Jamaica. Crossing the courtyard of the resort, when encountering a staff member, they would put their right fist across their chest, bow their head slightly, and quietly say, “Respect.” A simple nod and reciprocated fist across the chest was appropriate acknowledgement. Continue reading →

Smoothing their paths

Believe it or not, I actually love going to the dentist. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not excited about the hands in my mouth, the water splattering my face, and wondering about whether or not I’ll receive a good report. No, I’m excited because the people at my dentist office empathize with me and my challenges but also help me see the bigger picture as it relates to my children.hygienist

After receiving a favorable welcome from the new receptionist, I was greeted with a hug by my hygienist. Last time I was here, I talked to this hygienist about my twins and shared my heart with her. We have a lot in common, and she was so sweet then and showed appreciation for my candor.

We talked about her challenges with her grown kids being judgemental of her as a single mom, divorced several years ago from their dad who then passed away from cancer, and then married and divorced again just in the last couple of years. I shared about my recent experiences starting personal counseling, and she added her observations from interactions with her therapist. Continue reading →

Senior albums

When our oldest finished high school, I created a video montage of “18 years in 18 minutes” for his graduation open house. Then I took the photos from the montage and arranged them into a digitally created photo album. I had two copies printed – one for me and one for him. photo-album-for-kids

I planned to do the same thing when our twins graduated high school a year and a half ago. I’ve tried to create traditions within our family, especially those that are about preserving memories. Much of the process was carried out then, creating the video montages and organizing the majority of the pictures into photo books online. After their graduation open house, I was waiting to receive the official graduation photos and for their eighteenth birthdays to occur before finalizing the albums. Those things happened, but I didn’t feel like finishing the books. I was at a loss as to how to complete them when I didn’t know which name to use on the book for the twin that had already changed his name. So I put the project to the side and figured I’d get to it down the road. Continue reading →

Reminiscing

There has been little lightheartedness in my life this past year. Even the moments I’ve felt hopeful have often gotten derailed by unsettled thoughts and questions. I’ve been missing the closer relationship with my twins from when they were younger, before any of us lost our innocence. In the midst of processing the recent changes and trying to figure out how to feel, think, and act, I decided it would be fun to take a respite from contemplation and spend a little time reminiscing. Even though we have not been perfect parents, we have enjoyed life with our children, and it’s good to remember that not everything has been a challenge. Continue reading →

Asking Permission

The impetus for me to write this blog came sometime last December 2017 after our second twin shared their transgender identification with us. Prior to that, I had felt like I could come to grips with the choices of the first twin and let go of my desire for control and instead hope for healing of relationship and renewed commitment to my faith traditions.

After we dropped both twins off at their respective universities to begin their freshman years, my goal had been to focus on developing a new relationship of peace and health with the first (and only, at the time) one to identify as transgender.

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Surprise

empty nestIn August 2017, my husband and I became empty nesters. It was a time which we had looked forward to throughout our 21 years of parenting. Now it was here, and it was so freeing to have only the two of us to consider when deciding when and where to eat, what to watch on television, when to go to bed, and on and on. It was a fresh start. Continue reading →

Excerpts from a mother’s note

Plans for “top surgery” are on track yet this month for our youngest twin. We’ve exchanged some thoughtful messages via email and on the phone over the past couple of weeks. I’ve appreciated our ability to communicate without overt conflict. There has been a tone of love and respect from all of us. It’s a disconnected feeling to step outside yourself and philosophically know you’re able to cope with a situation while at the same time experiencing an undercurrent of anxiety and heartache that isn’t alleviated even during sleep. mother's note

I wrote a final message today to express some feelings and thoughts before leaving the ultimate decision up to them. Here is the excerpted version: Continue reading →