A mom and a friend.
I have another one in the hopper about all this that I wrote weeks ago, but it’s been too raw to post. I will, when I can. But I wanted […]
I have another one in the hopper about all this that I wrote weeks ago, but it’s been too raw to post. I will, when I can. But I wanted […]
This is the shift. The mental attention our kiddos need at this stage has changed to something that’s very brain-consuming, and the break that both masked the shift and provided recovery has been taken away.
The break nature had built into my day as a recovery was suddenly gone. It didn’t seem fair, I was projecting that emotion onto my awesome kiddo, and she was reflecting right back what I was putting out there.
It also highlighted to me the behavior we see in others, especially those close to us, can oftentimes have it’s origins in our own actions and inclinations towards them.
Our lives aren’t single-tracked– we have parallel lines running all the time. These lines each satisfy a need we have, and when combined make up our whole person.
What we need to teach our kiddos, and each other, is the strength to look at all of our lines running parallel, acknowledge which ones we need, and pursue those instead of killing ourselves pursuing all of them simultaneously… or just one of them singularly.
Belief is necessary for building the foundations by which we approach life… however sometimes being staunchly rooted in rigid beliefs, without review, can keep us standing still; a lesson in life, parenting, and cooking I’ve learned the hard way.