I realized today that I’m a people gardener. I have all these wonderful people in my life and they all need different “treatments” from me. That could be my husband, his family (which are now my family too), my children and my friends. Some need to be watered, others fed and lots of them need talking to.
They all need stuff from me; mostly in the form of support, advice or help of some kind. I am blessed that I now have people in my life who support me back and that is really cool because for a long time I did not. This was partially my own fault because I exhausted myself going to the nth degree for people who were not worthy of my effort. It does not mean these people were not worthy of others but not of me.
So we have my children who are grown up but still need their Mum quite often for which I am glad most of the time. When I was a young Mother I believed once my children were 18 they would be fully grown and totally independent. I remember voicing that fairy tale to an older friend of mine and she almost fell off her chair laughing. We still laugh about that today. On the other hand I wouldn’t want them not to need their Mum.
Then we have my husband who takes as much care of me as I do of him. My single girlfriends hold him up as the model husband and say they won’t get married until they find a “Marc”. That’s quite a compliment. Safe to say we won’t be throwing him to the curb any time soon.
We have Marc’s family which I do love for who they are; his Mother and his younger Brother. We get along very well, for which I am grateful. Seeing as my first Mother-in-law was such a wonderful person, I have been extremely lucky in that regard. I have never experienced the dreaded Mother-in-law stories I’ve heard from others. Of course I did have the stepmother from hell but that’s an entirely different story.
Then we have my vast array of friends. I think I mentioned before that I collect people. Now I am more discerning when it comes to my collection but there are so many nice ones out there, how can I resist? They all have their stories (as we all do) but seriously some of them are pretty dramatic. I sit here writing to you while my friends live lives full of the drama of ex-husbands or soon to be ex-husbands, seriously ill children and slightly wacko parents who mean well but just add gasoline to the little dramas of the day. Sometimes I’m exhausted just from living vicariously through them. I had a time in my life when there was significant drama going on and I’m glad that has past - at least for now…
So I’ll just keep on people gardening. I’ll just watch from the sidelines and cheer you guys on. Good luck, hope you don’t screw up but if you do, I’ll be here.
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you are so right I too was anxious for my kids to get to 18 so I can say “my job is done here” but I am afraid the reality is not as such !!
nice post Thanks Kay
Margie
Margie, young parents are so innocent. I was going to say stupid but that would be cruel. You can’t know what you don’t know. All of these revelations become clear as one navigates the winding road of parenthood but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.