It is easy to feel alone in this life. At a certain hour, the house goes quiet and there is no one to sit and talk to. Laughs you might have during the day often go unshared. It is so easy to get caught up in the web of loneliness. Feeling sorry for yourself and pouting are easy things to do, but carrying on, that takes guts.
My kids are the most gutsy people I know. At the ages of 11 and soon to be 9, they are stronger than most adults I know. Already, goodbye is a common word and gesture for them. There is no doubt that they know how to pull themselves up by the bootstraps and carry on. "Army worn" in their own right, all to often, they adapt well to change.
Today, I was reminded of how great my kids are. I had one of those days where I was having such trouble staying in the game. I wanted to hide out at my computer. I kept my nose buried in a book that I have been reading for a few days, while I listened for the Yahoo noise to tell me my husband was online. Instead, I decided to take myself to the couch and sit in the same room with my kids.
Like always, their spirit filled me. Though we were all doing our own things, just being in the same room, we connected. Soon, we were laughing and playing UNO. There is nothing in this world like the laughter of a child, giggles galore.
These moments are how we stay strong. They know that I am here for them, but I wonder if they realize the source of strength they are to me. Today, I asked my daughter if she knew how much I loved her. To which she stated "to the end of the world."
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