If you are the unlucky parent of a child with a spirit larger than life, here’s my two cents: stop crushing your child’s dreams.
I thought it might be easier if he died. Because then I wouldn’t think of him constantly every time I left. If he were no longer in this physically suffering body, his spirit could stand atop mountains with me, looking back on the trail we conquered together.
But somewhere along the dad path I made a strategic shift – and if it were a bumper sticker that shift would read: “Shit Happens. Deal With It.”
I am my father’s daughter, and as my father’s daughter, I will not let grief slay me.
I see the way you comfort people; how you tell them to be strong and to cheer them on with their achievements, and to pray, to pray for their happiness. I struggle to understand how someone can open up themselves like that and to take a step back and appreciate everything.
Let us encourage them to pursue these characteristics and to aspire to become the kind of woman who can do and be anything she chooses
A single mom’s time is extremely valuable. If she takes time to find and schedule a sitter as well as set aside $$ for that sitter, all to hang out with you, you must appreciate that.
Forgive him, even you handed him money with no idea it was going to be injected into his arm later that day.
As a mom it’s easy to put everyone else first and when we have little ones that solely depend on us to survive, we have to. But it’s also important to think about and take care of ourselves.