Showing posts with label mom friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mom friends. Show all posts

Monday, April 9, 2012

3 ways to bless a friend going through divorce


I am giddy to share with you today. My awesome friend Sarah bravely agreed to write a post for me. During my lonely years in Montana she was the needed friend God sent me.  I've never laughed so hard or cried so hard with anyone. And today, you get to learn from her wisdom. Her post reminds me of 2 Corinthians 1:4 which says, God "comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God."

Sarah, I am so proud of you. Thank you for sharing. Please encourage her, dear readers, with your comments.

When my dear friend Laura asked me to write a post about how to support a friend who is going through a divorce, I thought, sure, I can do that. But then I realized, no, I don’t know anything about other people's situations – they are all unique. But I do know how the people God brought into my life ministered to me and how that helped me through the pain and struggles of divorce.

Six years ago, when I was going through the divorce, my children were very young (pre-school).  My husband was pursuing a relationship with another woman, ending our marriage. At the time, I had a narrow network of support – I had put all my emotional energy into my marriage. But God gathered people around me, from my church and from out of the blue, and He blessed and encouraged me through them.

I felt marked, like I was wearing a big red letter “S” during the separation, then a big red “D” after the divorce. Divorce? Me? I struggled with being a divorced person and how the Christian community would respond to me. I was most blessed by the friends who mourned with me, but did not judge me for my situation. People I didn’t know as well blessed me by sending cards expressing their support and love.

If you know someone going through a separation and divorce, call them and let them know, by telling them, that you are there for them if they need anything. If you don’t know them as well, send them a card offering your love, prayers, and support.

I felt discarded and unlovable. The sadness was always there. It was a day-to-day struggle with sadness, pain, and loneliness. The friends who blessed me most were faithful in their friendship. They actively loved me, sought me out, called to check on me, persevered despite my self-absorption. Friends who blessed me during that time listened, encouraged, and cared, but they also shared their lives with me and helped me get outside my situation and myself. They allowed me to serve them (host, watch their children, etc.). It was healing for me to be valuable in someone else’s life.
Sarah blessed me by inviting my family over to celebrate MY birthday. She made the whole meal, accommodating all the food restrictions in my family.....gluten free and sugar free. It was better than a gift wrapped with a pretty bow.  


Be persistent. Keep initiating. Keep reaching out. Listen and be supportive, but be real. Don’t hide your own life and struggles. Also share and let them be a friend to you.

I was brokenhearted over the divorce's impact on my children. Every week when they went for the overnight with their dad, my heart broke again. Huge blessings came from friends who made a point to invite me over (or invite themselves over to my place) when my children were with their dad.  One time, I remember feeling brokenhearted, sad, worried for my children--mourning their pain, distraught at the loss of my dreams for the family life I wanted them to have. I was crying uncontrollably and needed a friend. I called my dear friend Laura. As soon as she heard my tears, she said, “I’m coming over.” She came, she sat with me on the couch as I cried. And she didn’t say anything. That was so healing and comforting for me. She listened, cried with me, and hugged me. She blessed me with her caring presence.

Let them cry. You can’t fix it, so don’t try. And you probably don’t understand their pain and that’s OK. But you can be there and be a physical, tangible expression of God’s love to them.

Thank you, Lord, for the many people you put in my life to encourage and comfort me. Thank you, Lord, for the many friendships that have come out of that time. I am so blessed, so enriched by the lives you brought to touch mine.  

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Wednesday Wisdom: Social life once you Stay Home

There are certain pieces of advice that I repeat to myself over many months, sometimes years. They are mottos, reminders, inspirations, and butt kickers. And on some Wednesdays, I share them with you. Today's Wednesday Wisdom is dedicated to all the sweet new moms God is placing in my life. 
Be Your Own Social Coordinator


The first years of staying home with kids were lonely. I didn't live near family. Most of my peers didn't have kids yet. And we were in a sort of church limbo. Just when I started find friends, my second was born and the demands of infant care kept us home from story time, MOPS and most of the lifelines I had developed. We moved from Iowa in the cold of January, with a 9-month old and a 2 1/2 year old, to Montana, and the loneliness got worse. Family was now three times farther away. We didn't have a new or old church family. My husband was deep in grad school and illnesses. And most of the parents in family housing were gone all day either working or schooling. 


Before we moved, a woman who had raised 3 kids gave me some advice. She told me that many moms don't realize that by leaving the workplace, you lose most of you daily social interaction.  STAHMs have to be their own social coordinators. They have to be their own advocates. A three day stretch without adult interaction is not okay. It's an invitation for Satan to start messing with your mental health. You need to plan social times into your days, even if it just on the phone. 


I followed the advice. Many times, I've pursued connections, only to be disappointed by another's refusal to let me into her life. Sometimes, I've found gems. 


In Montana, I became a stalker. I kept seeing another mom, with kids the same age as mine (almost to the day). She would be at the chiropractor, the grocery store, the library at the exact same times as me. Over and over again for weeks. Finally, I invited her over for a play date. My new friend had a sense of humor and a laughter that was contagious and heeling to my lonely soul. And the day I invited her over was the day her husband left her (how brave she was to still come!). It was a divine appointment for a friendship with heeling that we both needed. Now we've moved to  Michigan. I miss her but use the memory of our friendship to gain courage to take relationship risks.  


A life-giving group of moms. We had a weekly playgroup. And really,
if it hadn't been for the age of our kids, I doubt we would
have been friends. We were all so different. 
So join playgroups, classes, invite a mom over to connect. Take a risk and start a group. It is part of your job as STAHM (and really, if you work and don't have friends, I am talking to you too), a kind of mental exercise. 


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