To love someone is a choice that you must make to move forward, and not dwell on annoyance, anger and frustration of the present.
Like most of you, my social media feeds are full of donation requests and people wanting me to, join their cause, or to volunteer my time. The causes are varied and equally important. There are so many organizations that want my help, especially during the holiday season.
When it comes to parenting, my style’s somewhere between helicopter and free-range. I’m not a micro-manager of details. Neither am I a let-them-figure-it-all-out-on-their-own, it will all be okay type. It was uncomfortable for me to speak up,but being a parent has challenged me to do things that make me feel uncomfortable to meet the needs of my children. I pushed through my discomfort, and I’m glad that I did.
Though gifted people statistically account for about 2 to 3% of the overall population, the more time I spent getting to know the people in my neighborhood, and surrounding community, the more gifted people I found. It was reassuring knowing that we weren’t alone.
I leaned my back against the wall, and slid down to the floor. I let the sobs overwhelm me, and match the volume of my son who was kicking and screaming on the hardwood floor beside me.
I felt completely inadequate as a mother.
I had heard people joke about the terrible twos, but I knew that this was different.