I have found out that you can rescue even when you think that you aren’t. My husband is the busiest person on the planet and has wanted to be a CASA for a long time. I have strongly opposed this in the past because it would take away from family time. My new, non-controlling self stood back and let him become one, even though I was skeptical that he could squeeze anything more into his life.
Well…..he has gotten his first case and is now feeling the pain. It isn’t a theoretical exercise anymore. It is real with real people and these people act in disturbing ways. He is depressed and unhappy about what he is doing. Now I am silently fuming and congratulating myself on being right. Yup – I am still in a rescue. I am feeling discomfort with his dilemma, urgency to do something, saintliness, and extreme responsibility for him. I am viewing him as helpless and unable to make good decisions about time management.
I need to step back, step away, and allow whatever is going to happen to happen. I am off to a neighbor’s to consult about Genealogy, which is my favorite thing to do.
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