I have kids. Brilliant kids. Deep souls. Insightful. Sensitive. Maddening. Beautiful. Tonight I feel the fool for not recognizing enough that they are becoming adults. Adults who are forming opinions about the world and its people. I need to treat them as my children. Raise them. Teach them. Discipline them. Praise them. But I also need to treat them as adults. Respect their thoughts and ideas. Give them space. Discipline them less. Trust them even when they make mistakes.
My kids were so much fun when they were younger. I would play with them. Laugh with them. Take them many places. Things have changed. They are fun, but fun in a different way. They are more challenging. They are making more mistakes - some that will have more long term effects. I've never been one to look back and say I wish things were the way they used to be. I try to take things moment by moment. Appreciate what I can. As I'm typing this there is suddenly a part of me that wishes my kids were a bit easier to raise. But the bigger part of me is so happy to be in this stage and watch them become these amazing people. They are the best part of my life.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010

February
It has been a few months since I have visited. I don't have anything to say. My life needs less blue.
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