Daily writing prompt
What's your favorite thing about yourself?
Hm, would love to feel like answering this prompt, but I'm not feeling so great about myself today. Perhaps it's because middle child and I finally finished moving furniture and painting, and as tends to happen, the frustration with all the stuff strewn about and dressing in the living room, gave way to pangs of nostalgia and something like, but not exactly, regret.
It wasn't a simple "don't feel that" kind of emotion, in this case. It was complex and arose from deep love, wanting to be so much more for someone.
I just saw that time is passing, which was shocking, actually. Everything about being human and raising humans who have appear as different ages didn't make sense to me for a minute, as though I were an alien visitor to my own life. "If it were me, I would have done it this way..." I would have said this, or not said that.
But, it was me? Wasn't it?
Anyway, the room is coming along nicely and it's been great to declutter yet again. Middle child is similarly all-over-the-road and we're bouncing contradictory energies off one another. I love having my kids around, AND I want them to be making their own way and having adventures. They love being around and want to have adventures, too.
We want to have both, everything, all, all the time. 🙂
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