It’s not entirely our fault, really. Instant gratification is what we’ve become accustomed to… Sure, we can blame it on society…maybe we should take a look inward at our own impatience. “We want IT, and we want it NOW!” Why are we in such a hurry? What are we missing as we fly through life?
We order movie tickets online, call ahead seating. If the line at the drive thru is too long they come to the car…so we won’t have towait too long. Oh, hell! Amazon will deliver within two hours, and throw in a cookie…because Heaven we need a TREAT!! My own kids forgo half the rides at amusement parks….Wait for it…Because the lines are too long. My heart truly bleeds for them.
What have we done?
This racing around, demanding things happen this instant…It’s creeped into my heart and soul. I’m impatient in all areas of my life. Instead of enjoying the day to day, and trusting the journey I’ve been given. I find myself restless about the future. Constantly questioning and Praying about where I should be; where my family should be….what our path should be.
But, here’s the kicker…I haven’t been Praying…I’ve been “demanding”. That’s really no different than when my kids demand something of me. Seriously, Talk to the hand!
Only He knows exactly what I need, and maybe…just maybe I should be Still. And Quiet. And Pray.
There is no reason to rush; I’ve missed so much. I’ve always believed that things happen for a reason, and somewhere along the way I’ve let that fade from my heart. My heart and Hands are open. I will trust the journey…
Breathing in. Breathing out. Being conscience of every moment. Everyday.
These are my reasons. I absolutely cannot imagine life without them. Now, I’ll be brutally honest with you. When they were little…all of them…12, 11, 9, 1, & 1….They made me question my sanity….daily. The constant civil war that seemed to wage….”He’s looking at me!”, “He called me an Idiot!”, “He gave me a swirly!” .The Cap’t and I would look at each other at the end of the day, take a deep breath, and assure each other that this too would pass.
There is hope…Your kids won’t hate each other…forever.
And, pass it did…quickly. Now, as I watch all five of my kids play hoops together, laugh over a board game, or play practical jokes on one another I am overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with love and joy over the friendships that have been formed. My older boys, who are actually adults…give each other advice, hang out, and look out for one another. Those three little boys who couldn’t stand each other when they were little are now great friends.
If you are currently in the trenches of raising Littles. Please don’t wish it away. I know…I know the squabbling seems never ending, and you may pull some of your very own hair out, but this time is fleeting. It passes so fast. (Cliché I know) When they are at their loudest, and you are at your weakest…take a time out, give yourself a break. I promise they’ll still be there. (Probably pounding at your door)
They will eventually figure this friendship thing out, and when they do…Wow!!! Job well done, Mom!
Good things come to those who wait!
When I first heard John’s laugh 28 years ago in college I fell, and I fell hard. (I’m a sucker for laughter. If you can make me laugh…I want to be near you.). We met two weeks after arriving as freshman at SFA and quickly became inseparable.
I knew he was the one….I was in love. Right then as a freshman in college…I knew. But, he knew differently. Damn it! He knew he didn’t have time for me, and had the world to see, and something about being young. Blech! And, just like that it ended…with me heartbroken in a pool of tears. He moved to a different school. I was absolutely devastated. I missed his laughter. His smile. His generosity. His love. We didn’t speak again.
We didn’t speak again for 12 years!! That’s when I decided to look him up on this thing called the “internet”, and give him a call. And, Hot Damn….he was single!!! After some long “catching up” conversations, we started dating again. And, by we I mean John started dating Me and My 3 Boys. Everything I loved about him came rushing back. The laughter, the sensitivity, the kindness. I fell right back in love. And, the good news…so did he!!!
Fourteen years ago today I married the Love of my life, actually He married Me and My 3!