“Due to lack of interest, tomorrow has been canceled.” My mom had a cartoon, with that caption, pinned to the bulletin board in the kitchen. I was old enough to read, and I’d look at that and I thought it was real. I really thought that if we weren’t interested in anything, the world would end. My mom was interested in her job, and keeping the house together. I was interested in Barbies and having tea parties. My brother was interested in Hot Wheels and shooting gophers. I guess I figured we were doing our parts. But that damn cartoon kept me up a lot of nights. Could tomorrow really be canceled? How do we keep that from happening? Maybe that’s why I’m interested (some might call me nosey) in other people and their lives. I’m hoping that if I’m interested enough, tomorrow won’t be canceled.
After a fabulous day in the sunshine, skiing with two amazing people who picked me to be their mom, I came to a conclusion. We are beyond absolutely fine. We thrive on not having to deal with Mark. In fact, we flourish.
This is where I am, right at this moment:
“Due to lack of interest*, tomorrow** has been canceled.”
* Mark’s lack of interest in Jenny and Will
** our participation in that relationship has been canceled
And our tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that will be better than fine.
Tags: child of narcissist, divorce, humor, life, narcissism, narcissist behavior, narcissistic behavior, NPD, survive
Looks like another Independence Day to celebrate!!!!
I want to celebrate and keep our zip code.
I’m definitely staying tuned..
I want you to keep your zip code too!!!
Your comments about being “beyond absolutely fine” reminds me of one time I was sitting in a beach chair on a lake next to my sister-in-law, Shelley. Shelley is a hoot, and a ton of fun to sit next to while kids and husbands splash around in the lake. Shelley and I (and Lori – the 3rd S-I-L) weren’t “not participating” in the family vacation, we would just be participating in our own way… holding a Corona and chit-chatting!
Shelley started lamenting her lack of money. (Um… we were sitting in a rented house on a lake, so no one was particularly “lacking” that week.) She said, “I don’t need to be filthy rich, I just want to be *comfortable*!”
I said, “Shelley – take that back. If I were any more comfortable right now, I’d melt into this chair! We all have everything we could possibly need and more, we have healthy kids, we have husbands who are… a little weird… but that’s just DNA, and we are happy. So take that back.”
She sheepishly agreed…
I am so lucky to be “beyond absolutely fine.” And so is she. :o)
You might call it luck, but I know you work at being “beyond absolutely fine”. And you sooo deserve it.
p.s. Check out Susan’s blog, Queue Jumping.