I had the beautiful realization that I have been blessed with my kids. Although my Ex and I split after 25 years, we spent those years creating a good family atmosphere for our kids. They love one another and everyone helps the other out.
Taz called me yesterday to chitchat about life. I love to hear from her. I don’t have much to add to the conversation these days, so I like to listen and ask questions about her life. We started talking about my Son who will be returning from Asia in a few very short weeks.
She had a frank discussion with him about money, his budget, student loans and the like. She is the Queen of Student Loans because let’s face it — med school was not cheap. Taz told him that he needed a little more of a buffer and he needed to factor in some fun money. She’s right. My Son tends to be too frugal. Think hermit — monk. He still wears his t-shirts from high school and he’s 23.
We decided I needed to see if he is willing to share his actual budget, so we can make sure he has enough $$. My Ex is helping him with housing and will co-sign on the lease. I am helping him with resume, LinkedIn, recommendations and job-hunting. We are all happily wanting to help him but not in a bossy, overbearing way. He asks and we jump to attention.
What a beautiful family. How wonderful that everyone is looking out for the other, proud of each other, no competition or jealousy. What a miracle. Today, this is what I am grateful for.