Happy New Year, friends! This year, I’m going to try hard to follow my own advice, which is “Parent the child you have.” I don’t know where I first heard these words, but as soon as I did, I knew they were gold. Or gold for me.
The idea to parent the child I have has been allowing me to step back, take a breath, and pause before speaking or acting. To not impose on someone else my preconceived idea of the “way things should be.”
One of the greatest mysteries and most intense joys of adoption has been discovering who my children are. Who they must be. Who they will be.
My children are not me. They are some of me, sometimes. But mostly, they are themselves. I love and try to guide them. I catch them when they fall. I witness their unfolding. ❤️
ShareThis