Moving Forward
Hired a babysitter and got the studio in order. Will create things again in the near future. Interstingly enough, the babysitter was an 18 year old that I started babysitting when I was 14. She was only 8 months old. I still can’t believe her parents trusted me.
Life is so interesting as you get older. You move from being a child to being a person who watches children become adults. They grow up and change so fast and you wonder what you’ve changed in yourself in that amount of time. I am dumbstruck when I think that someday my kids may be taller than me. And to think that our conversations will become so much more in-depth. I look forward to when I will no longer be in charge of hounding them for picking up their stuff. Or reminding them of brushing their teeth. And for goodness sake, no longer telling them to use the potty!
I have two sons and a girl. My oldest son enjoys art and creating. He has a deep need for quality time. The kind of time where you talk and laugh a lot, and don’t forget about the food! He loves to be with someone and enjoying a moment together.
Several times we have the privilege to draw or paint together. And each time he carefully inspects what I am doing and makes a similar version of it. Imitation truly is the finest forms of flattery. I look at his little artworks and know exactly what he is making. I hope that as he acts as my little apprentice he will glean something from me. And, if I am lucky, he will outshine me someday.
Hey Mindy,
That’s great insight into what your child needs. i am sure he greatly appreciates your time and energy with him. You’re a good MOM!!!!
Little brothers rock!
You move from being a child to being a person who watches children become adults.
Very well put. That set my head spinning. It’s like being on a conveyor belt watching the world go by; the force of time. You can’t stop it. I reached back into my mind and tried to pinpoint the time at which this happpened. I had a really hard time with it until I remembered working on the youth staff at church back in 1999. I think that was when I turned into an adult… looking at the kids that occupied the space I had occupied only 6 years earlier.
It felt so near, yet it was really so very far. Now, it’s hopeless to reach back. Young at heart? Yes. Young? No.
So often I am amazed at the cycle of life. You spend so much time growing up and thinking that that is taking forever. Then out of no where you realize you are the grown-up version of you. You take on the appearence of an adult but inside you can sink into that little person who has so many needs.
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