15 Mar Miss Me?
It's possible, maybe more than possible, that you have experienced an estrangement in a relationship, with family or close friends ...
It's possible, maybe more than possible, that you have experienced an estrangement in a relationship, with family or close friends ...
This story is from an experience that happened a few years ago. I wrote it down at the time and saved it ... but it didn't have an ending until I took it out to rework it and see what might come of it. I'm glad I did ... the last two paragraphs truly came to me in a flash!
The emotions of parenting can be as varied as the personalities of the ones you're parenting ... and I hesitate to tell you this, but once you are a parent, you are a parent for life. So, my suggestion is: work to recognize the good side of it and hang on to that as tight as you can. Because it will help when the emotions aren't the positive kind ...
The family I was born into has what you might call "a redundancy of names".
It may be that one of the reasons I read voraciously and like to write, is my long time fascination with words I've not seen or heard before, and terms that are infrequently used or have gone out of fashion. If you continue to visit and read my blog, you may find this type of thing happening on a regular basis. Consider it a tiny peek into my brain - hopefully, one that will be of help to you , even if it's only as a moment of entertainment! Take, for instance RECIPROCITY ...
I did throw myself under the bus! Remember my discoveries from What Has Covid-19 Taught You? And my solutions? Well, I said I'd try to let you know how that worked out. Let the confessions begin.
Maybe your children, or grandchildren, are actually back in the classroom at this point ... maybe they aren't and you're not sure when they will be. Either way, I thought it might be helpful to do one more article on homeschooling - or, actually, education in general. My hope is that it will be helpful on some level.
Over the last year I've been gradually becoming more aware of the seemingly little things in my life that have the ability to distract me at best, or at the worst, ruin my day. All because I let them without really understanding why I do. Probably the best way to explain is to let you read one of my journal entries from about six months ago ...
I know how blessed and fortunate I am, and I know there are thousands of people who have lost jobs and homes, friends and family members to the Covid pandemic. By posting this I am not making light of their struggles or sorrows – my heart goes out to each of them. I actually wrote the body of this at about month three of the shutdown in California. I went back through it last night and brought it up to date because I think for all of us, on different levels, it’s been a season of being forced to take a close look at our lives and figure out what’s really important to us … and sometimes you can’t see it until you realize it’s missing.
Are you a naturally emotional person? One whose tears come easily? Or, are you like me: someone who feels the tears coming and takes a deep breath, while trying to shut that door? Either way, I think you might find this take on tears interesting …