today's gentle reminder:
raising a loving, kind, gentle, passionate, tender, strong, vivacious human being takes time, hard work and too many deep breaths to count.
'...a moment of patience in a moment of anger saves you a hundred moments of regret.'
some days, when i sit down to write, i get distracted.
i forgot to fold the clothes. i have to run to ikea. the floor got dirty [again] and has to be swept. sit to write. oh wait, i need to load the dishwasher. the load of laundry is done. the play-doh has to be cut into shapes. oh, last-minute tickets to see the ringling brothers? of course. you get the picture...
that's how this monday went.
so, for the last 30 minutes of this monday, i sat down to write...and discovered that words don't always flow freely, nor do sentences always make sense.
but when a throwback photo magically appears in your drafts, the opportunity is not to be missed.
to my teacher, who has taught me to be patient, who has shown me what unconditional love is, who has shown me the beauty of discovery, who finds joy in the little things, who seems to never stop discovering, forgetting, re-discovering and doing it all over again...daily, who gave me the opportunity to tap into the strength of my body and my mind, who has taught me to be patient (yes, i said it again,) who has proven to me that sometimes (most times) a kiss and an 'i love you' are all that you need in life, you are one of life's wonders. truly.
thank you for teaching me so much, minute to minute, year after year. three whole years in the best class of my life. thank you for letting me be your student.
and your mama.
happy, happy birthday, my sweet silas.
3 years of magic in the books, so many more to go.