Last night I was chatting with one of my best friends (a woman I definitely consider family) and I told her I haven’t been able to journal yet this month. I chose Family for my theme this month and each night when I sit down to write, no words come to my thoughts or my fingers. It was odd to realize I couldn’t find ideas to write about family. It should be the easiest topic; free flowing and full of inspired love….but I had nothing.
When I mentioned this last night, she said these words to me – “Write about your immediate family! That is what matters in the long haul! You and Jim and Jenna and Jade! You are what matters!”. I read this over and over and understood how right she is; we are what matters.
It was so clear this morning when I woke up with memories of yesterday. It was Jade’s birthday and we were able to share a rare family dinner together. We sat outside, visited, giggled and enjoyed each other’s company. Grown children are pretty awesome. They’re like actual humans now. I don’t have to care for them or teach them much (truth is they teach me a lot now), but I still get to guide, nurture and watch their adult lives take shape.
I don’t know if I’ve ever considered myself a good parent. I stumbled along like every other mom, made a lot of mistakes, grumbled, fussed and wondered it they’d ever grow up and be good people….but I killed it. Both my girls are amazing humans; full of life, love and passions. I hope they know how proud I am of them! ❤️❤️