I love the opportunities jensinger posted about...giving yourself permission to ask for help, modeling to your children that it takes a village and the support net is there and that allowing others to participate in the healing journey gives them a chance to make a difference. I often help my cancer survivorship clients work through natural feelings of guilt by identifying the qualities/meaning of the time spent with their children versus the actual activity.
So if, for awhile, treatment makes it impossible to attend their sports, do physical activities like riding bikes, etc. look to what do those experiences represent to you...fun, connection, a way to let them know you care and they are a priority? Once you identify the feeling you want to generate, get creative and see what activities you CAN do together that give you a similar feeling.
Also, being age-appropriate honest with them on days when you are challenged. One client helped her children by creating a scaling game where they could ask how much energy on a one to ten scale she had that day to _______ (walk, watch a movie, have friends over, help with school, etc.) This helped them adjust their expectations to be in alignment with what she could do and she also found often when she put her focus on whatever they were asking to do, the idea of participating with them gave her energy and she could show up more and do more with them without being drained. It also reduced feelings of guilt on days where she needed to rest as everyone had awareness that it was her energy level, not an unwillingness to join them, that had her sidelined for that moment.
At first, I was focused on getting a diagnosis and proper treatment for a very aggressive cancer that had already grown to a 6-inch tumor.
When I wound up in the hospital for much of June, 2007, and Fourth of July week, I longed to be home with my kids. On the one hand, I was lucky; I had lots of help from family, friends and neighbors. So I knew the boys were getting to their swim team practices and having tons of playdates.
But as the weeks rolled by, I wished I could be the mom I had been -- soccer coach, class mom, playdate hostess. Yet I wasn't strong enough for that.
So I tried to use the times I felt good enough to simply spend time with the boys, playing board games, watching their puppet shows and renting movies together. We'd try on the wacky wigs that friends sent to use (Marge Simpson was a favorite), and we'd root through care packages, splitting up the goodies.
In hindsight, I see that I gave them a gift of letting other people help us. Too often, families with cancer -- and when one person has cancer, they all do -- circle the wagons and shut out everyone else. But cancer gives parents the opportunity to teach their kids that they are loved not just by their parents, but by many other people, too. It lets us teach them to ask for and accept help when you are in need and to pay it forward later. And that's nothing to feel guilty about.
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