![]() More importantly, they are two of the most loving and generous people I know. The kids have had their foibles, as most will during painful periods of growth, but they are doing well. Thankfully, having the benefit of time to reflect always puts things into greater perspective. “Having kids-the responsibility of rearing good, kind, ethical, responsible human beings-is the biggest job anyone can embark on.” I began to ask myself, had I done enough? Had I given them everything that they required to move forward and be well functioning adults? I spent so much time during the children’s rocky teens and early adulthood questioning and wondering if I had really missed the mark as a parent. At times I heard them share childhood memories and while most were idyllic, I heard a sprinkle of cringe worthy moments that gave me pause. I became racked with guilt and worried about my children’s development. ![]() They are sponges and while nothing need be said, they are observing and learning. They see, hear and absorb their world more acutely than adults. You see, children are smart, much smarter than given credit for. ― Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife The mothers have to stay at home and wait for the children to fly in the window.” ![]() “Think for a minute, darling: in fairy tales it’s always the children who have the fine adventures. The problem was…all was not well and they knew it. Sadly, being in a volatile relationship that was less than loving, I often over compensated for this lack by creating an “all is well” mentality. My every intention and action was made with their well being in mind. As a young mother, having my daughter at 20 and my son at 24, I fought to provide a steady and stable environment for them. Upon reflection, I see these words demonstrate the ebb and flow of parenting in many ways. Everything does not need to be analyzed, planned and accounted for. To walk in the woods without a path to guide the way, sit on a “lonely shore” and feel the breeze of the morning tide coming in. Life events can feel so contrived at times that one begins to forget what it means to experience things in a natural state. Reading George Byron’s piece, I was immediately struck by the opening line, “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods…” Byron was certainly a poet after my own heart. ― George Gordon Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal I love not Man the less, but Nature more,įrom these our interviews, in which I steal ![]() Be Blessed and Shine for Him, my sister in Christ.There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, She was blessed with a powerful testimony: Miracles Do Happen. If you have an opportunity, there is a beautiful young mother, Kara, who needed a double lung transplant she journaled this in her blog (Kara the Caterpilla). ![]() It is my life verse as i pray for healing for those who need a Miracle. i pray that you found some encouragement for you & your husband in the verses from Habakkuk. We are blessed with the gift of a “photographic memory” so one word at time is manageable (at least i was until a couple years ago/ now i have trouble accessing the memory file i put that picture in … :). Have a grandson that has this, new definition “convergence insufficient” alas, the therapy with a special optomologist is extremely expensive. i try proofing several times but if “i see it”, i see it and so don’t always catch my mistakes. My challenge is a form of dyslexia where my brain “sees” what is written differently. i don’t text (can’t afford the service) but i have joined the “twitters” because i needed to find others interested in elderly abuse and it was the fastest way i could gather info. Having 3 children in their 30’s, i’ve experienced 1st hand the changes in “schooling” especially spelling and vocabulary(knowing the meaning of words). Hi, Julia, the “texting” and “twitting” also a concern of mine. ![]()
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