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It Is All Water Under the Bridge

Writer's picture: Crystal McDanielCrystal McDaniel

Over the past few days, we have been very busy. I have gone to Nashville, Tennessee with my friend, Preston, where I worked with students and had dinner with a dear, dear friend. When I returned home, I went to the office with Nelson. I am assisting him with his work. Having an assistant at his job really helps and once I get everything learned, I know we will work well together. I really want to see him succeed and we always wanted to work together. I have every moment of the day busy right now. I run a Scentsy business as well, which I love. I like the smells and atmosphere that Scentsy adds to everything. Reaching out to people about Scentsy keeps me busy as well. Of course, I have my singing and my students. There is a lot going on. I have also added an adult ballet class that starts September 9th. Things to look forward to, things to build and keep me busy. I feel productive again. I feel like I have a purpose. I can feel the darkness lifting, and light starting to pour into our lives again. It is all becoming, "Water Under the Bridge."


Rivers flow under bridges. They are constantly moving. When leaves drop on the water, they float with the current, never stopping, continuously moving. Just like the moments of our lives. Each leaf reaches the bridge, and then travels under and continues on, until it is out of our sight. It is necessary to watch the moments of our lives come and go. It can be a painful, but good thing. I am glad that nothing is permanent. I am glad that God is with me and is walking me through this estrangement with my adult child. I know He cares and He has given me a peace that surpasses all understanding. I have let all the cares and problems go that were holding me back and haunting me. I know my estranged adult child is in the hands of God and I can lay all of it down at His feet. I no longer have to carry that weight. As the river keeps flowing, time flows by as well. Neither Nelson, nor I will be in the same place that we started. We keep moving forward. I know our estranged daughter is doing them same. If we ever resolve this family issue, we will not recognize one another, and we will not be the same. I know Nelson and I are changing and that we are changing for the good. I pray our estranged daughter is doing the same.


Probably out of everything, the best decision we all have made so far is to go to family therapy. It has put Nelson and I in the position to face some things and make some decisions that have cleared the way for our family to be stronger. I would recommend family therapy for anyone who is going through estrangement with their adult child. If your adult child has made the decision to cut off communication with you, then you have a problem that needs to be worked on. This is true whether you want to admit it or not. You may not get your estranged adult child to go to family therapy with you, however, it is there if they one day choose to join. Nelson and I go with our son and our other daughter. If our estranged daughter chooses to join us one day, she is more than welcome. I have to say, I suspect it will be harder on her at that point, due to the fact that we have moved on, just like the leaves flowing under the bridge. I am praying she will have moved on at that point too.


I love to watch water flowing. Rivers and lakes are my favorite. Living near a river fills me with much peace. I love walking along the river here in Chattanooga, where we live. It is peaceful and beautiful. I always end up in the Arts District and I walk around the Sculpture Garden. As I pass under the archway to enter the garden, I walk into a section surrounded by beautiful shrubs and in this area is a beautiful sculpture of the Prodigal Son. It depicts the father, embracing the son, after his return. Tears always stream down my face as I contemplate this sculpture. It never gets old to study. It gives me hope. This garden overlooks the Tennessee River, and you can see Veterans Bridge and the river flowing under it. Again, water under the bridge. It is my view, and I am better for it.


Please know that you are loved and are enough. Nelson and I are praying for you daily. Please leave a comment below. We want to hear your story.



 
 
 

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