You had a picture in your head, didn’t you?
The dream house. The faithful husband. The grown kids who gather around the table at every holiday, laughing like the commercials promised.
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Maybe you thought by now you’d be coasting—traveling with your husband, spoiling grandkids, sipping coffee in a peaceful home filled with joy.
Instead, the house is quiet—too quiet.
The marriage didn’t last.
The kids grew up and pulled away, or they’re walking roads you never would have chosen for them.
And there you are, standing in the rubble of what you thought life would be.
Wondering, What now?
I’ve been there, friend.
And I’ve learned something that both broke me and set me free:
God never promised my plan. He promised His presence.
That truth hits hard, doesn’t it? Because our plans felt so good, so right, so noble. We weren’t asking for fame or fortune. Just a good life. A life that made sense.
But sometimes the picture we painted for ourselves… becomes the very thing that blinds us to what God still wants to do.
When the dream crumbles, it’s tempting to believe we failed.
Failed as wives because the marriage didn’t make it.
Failed as moms because the kids aren’t who we hoped they’d be.
Failed as women because the life we imagined isn’t the life we have.
But listen to me:
You. Did. Not. Fail.
This isn’t the end of your story.
It’s a plot twist.
And sometimes, friend, those make the best stories of all.
Here’s the secret:
When the picture in your head shatters, you get to pick up the pieces and create something breathtakingly new.
But first… you have to breathe through the ache.
Breathe through the grief of what will never be.
Grieve the marriage that didn’t last.
Grieve the closeness with your kids that feels out of reach.
Grieve the picture-perfect life you thought was waiting for you in midlife.
And then—when the tears dry and your hands feel empty—turn them upward.
Whisper this simple prayer:
God, I release what I can’t change. Show me what’s next.
Because what’s next?
It isn’t second best.
It isn’t leftovers.
It’s your second act—a life that’s real, raw, beautiful, and full of possibility.
Maybe this season is your chance to rediscover the woman underneath all the roles.
The woman who dreamed before diapers.
The woman who laughed too loud.
The woman who once believed anything was possible.
She’s still there.
And she’s waiting for you to choose her.
So, no—you’re not stuck.
You’re standing on the edge of something new.
Something holy.
And it begins with one breath.
One decision to believe that even here—even now—God is not finished with your story.
Reflective Question:
What dream are you still clinging to that God might be asking you to release?
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I already had re invented myself and still continue on this path, bit life has thrown a curve balls at me. My son has cut me off without telling me why. I am 85 and still cannot believe how cruel this is, apparently my other son who is older told me he has a real work problem with his registration being at stake. I did not know this, why didn’t he tell me? We have never ever argued before. My daughter in law stands by him and now one of my older Grandaughter is not talking to me either? If I knew what I had done this would make it easier for me to sort it out, but for a whole year I have been guessing why. Never in a million years saw this coming.
Estrangement is one of the most painful things that can happen to us as parents. Been there. Done that. In reality, is often has nothing to do with us. Our adult child is going through something and putting distance between is helps them to cope somehow. No, we never will understand it. What CAN we do?
1. Be gentle with ourselves. We were the best moms we could be.
2. Pray for them. If you’re a praying person. If not, keep positive thoughts for them.
3. Don’t give up. Circle gently back to them on occasion to let them know you still care.
4. Don’t give up, but don’t let it control you. Let go of what you cannot control or change.
Curve balls? You’ve been through a lot. You will make it through this?