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Once Upon a Light Saber

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Once upon a plastic light saber

There was a young boy ready to travel through space

To defeat the Sith lord, no matter the labor

Fierce determination set upon his little face

 

Taking a break from the arduous fighting

He unmasks himself and comes to tell me his tales

And asks me to find out why his weapon stopped lighting

For he knows mom’s magic rarely fails

 

It seems like a lifetime ago that he was this little Jedi

Now stands before me a young man, still ready to fight

But his battles are far more real than those in the sky

Standing tall and facing each foe with all of his might

 

Why do we often a teenagers strife overlook

Or not take them as seriously as they’d like

So the young man before me expresses with such a look

And we couldn’t possibly understand since we’re nothing alike

 

Oh, you were a teenager, yes yes, I know

But surely you don’t face the things we do now

Says my fourteen year old, so full of woe

And why are there so many things you don’t allow

 

Yet through the angst this young man does feel

He does know that he’s not as alone as he’d like to portray

And that my love for him is still so very real

The laughter sounds and for awhile, worry is kept at bay

 

He is not so little anymore, it’s true

No, now he’s my young man standing tall

Voice changing, hormones raging, and my how he grew

But, he does let me know he needs me if he were to fall

 

So strong and increasingly seeking independence

I both fear and anxiously await the day he goes in the world alone

Will he use the lessons we taught or leave them on the fence?

Whatever he does, I hope that his light is brightly shone

 

I want him to lead his own life and do well

But, I hope that wherever he may roam

That he should not ever in homesickness dwell

For this will always be a place he can call home.

 

Thoughts on Parenthood

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As we grow, we change, both outwardly and within as well. As babies, we need so much help. We can’t feed, dress, bathe, or clothe ourselves. We need help to get from place to place. Months go by and we’ve begun to learn. We’re rolling over, sitting up with support, and observing more of the environment around us. Then comes sitting on our own, crawling, picking things up, throwing things, learning to stand, and taking those first wobbly steps while clutching onto something. Eventually, we’re walking, climbing, and running. While all of this is going on, our bodies are changing and so are our minds.

Fast forward and now we’re talking, learning how to structure sentences as we speak, open things, match objects, count, recite the alphabet, and more. Off to school, and we learn so much more. As we grow and learn, we have been developing personalities of our own. We’re not just so and so’s kids, we’re truly our own souls. Many think kids can’t think for themselves, but sometimes I think they have a clearer and more level head on their shoulders than a lot of adults out there.

We, often times, don’t realize how complex and yet simple kids are until we’re adults and dealing with them ourselves. They’re fiery little people! Being a parent is both one of the greatest joys and most difficult things I have been given the chance to do. Some think that being a parent is all or mostly late night feedings, crying, disgusting diapers, tantrums, crayon on the walls, yelling, fighting, broken things, piles of laundry and dishes, and oh no more social life, at least one that doesn’t involve children. And others think that it’s laughter, cuddles, homemade projects, school plays and concerts, smiles, hugs, first steps, first words, braiding hair, playing catch, and love.

Parenthood is a mixture of some the greatest times in your life and some of the most difficult ones. It is late night feedings, tantrums, teenage angst, fighting, scolding, hurt feelings, and difficult times. There are days you will question your sanity, where you’ll wonder if you’re doing everything all wrong. You’ll cry in the car, lock yourself in the bathroom for a moment of peace, disagree with your partner (if you have one) on how to raise your kids time to time, panic, and overthink things. But, it is also seeing their smile and feeling so much joy, helping them unwrap their first Christmas presents, dressing them up for their school spring concert, seeing their face light up when they see you, hearing them tell you how much they love you, helping them get ready for a school dance, having fun play dates, cuddling on the couch, and the feeling of their hand in yours. You’ll smile when they bring you a handmade ornament from school, feel pride when they bring you a picture they drew just for you, (even if you don’t know what it is) laugh at the silly joke they made up, and feel more love than you ever knew was possible to feel.

When our kids grow into adults, that’s when we truly see our hard work put to the test. Did we give them tools they need to lead their own lives? Did they learn how to take care of themselves? Did we do enough? Did we do too much? What if they don’t need us anymore? What do we do now that we don’t have noses to wipe, cuts and scrapes to bandage, homework to help with, lessons to transport people to, nights to wait up, first and last days of school to anticipate, someone to read a bedtime story to, or get little snuggles from?

I am not quite to the point of having an adult child, but I do have a teenager. I also have a baby. They’re both in very different stages in life. I do often feel overwhelmed, but I also feel so very blessed. My children are the ones that inspire me daily to do and be more. I want to show them how to chase after their dreams, work hard, have fun, be good to others, and make the most of their lives by doing so myself. I don’t enjoy the fights, the attitude, messy diapers, waking in the middle of the night, or lack of time for me. However, I can’t imagine my life without the laughter, inside jokes, hugs, smiles, game nights, or feeling the love I feel for them or that they give to me return. That there is what makes it all worth it, the love. That, to me, is what life in and of itself is all about. Through every phase of our lives, it’s about the love within it, both giving and receiving. Life without love, to me, isn’t really living. My kids are the finest example of what unconditional love can do to and for someone.

I am blessed to have been able to watch them grow, learn, and become their own people. Parenthood isn’t for everyone and that’s okay. I don’t judge anyone who decides not to become parents, whether by having their own, adoption, fostering, being a step parent, etc. Some say it’s selfish if they decide not to continue their legacy, but I find it is more selfish to expect someone to have kids when that’s not what they want to do. Not all people are meant to be parents and sadly, many that are shouldn’t be. But, that’s for another blog or perhaps ones I have already written. 😉 Today, I am just counting my blessings for being able to be a parent. I make mistakes, we all do. I second guess myself a lot. I don’t always make the wisest decisions or the ones others want me to make. But, I do the best I can and my kids both have what they need and so much love.

If you have kids and you’re able to, let them know you love them today. Even if they’re grown, moved away, with the other parent, in college, or whatever the case may be….e-mail, text, call, snap chat, Skype, etc makes communication much easier. No matter how old they are, they’re always our kids. Life is short and we don’t know when our last chance will be to show love, so if you have the chance to today, don’t waste it. I got off topic a bit, but I hope you enjoyed reading today. Have a wonderful Wednesday, may you be richly blessed!

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Playground Antics

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He plays Pokemon Go and is ridiculed

She likes to color and gets called childish

If you don’t re-post, you’re not a real Christian

Vote for so and so or you’re an idiot

Only people with low IQ’s like reality t.v.

 

We’re quick to post memes bashing on one another

If they don’t agree with me, they’re wrong

And you know I have to point it out for all to see

We say we hate drama, but just how much of it do we put online?

Did we forget we’re the adults and should know better?

 

Sometimes it feels like we’re still on the playground

Picking on those we deem lesser than we are

And then we wonder why there’s so much hatred & violence

We want peace, love, and harmony to prevail

But how often do we prove it by how we treat one another?

 

I’d love to see all hate, ignorance, and intolerance die for just one day

Is it possible to go even one day without seeing venom drip down my screen?

No one is perfect, but we reveal just how much that’s true

When we point out one another’s flaws and try to hide our own

I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to stop playing war now.

 

Things Our Kids Should Know

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I was thinking this morning about classes I had to take in high school and how very little of it I’ve used in my adult life and I weighed it against things I didn’t learn that I do use.

I think classes such as Algebra and Trigonometry should be replaced with Taxes & Budgeting, D.I.Y. Home Repairs (minor leaks in plumbing, how to unclog your toilet, how to weather proof your windows, etc), and Basic Car Repairs (oil changes, checking and filling the fluids, brakes, change a flat tire, etc). I think we should all know how to balance our budget, do our taxes, and do basic home and car repairs.

The generations are getting lazier as they go on. We have machines, applications, and expensive services to do our work for us and so we let them. I say it’s time to reintroduce good work ethic and the desire to learn and do things for ourselves to the younger generations. Stop teaching them things that they won’t need in their adult life and highly promote things they will need to know.

Furthermore, let us as parents stop encouraging laziness and activities that keep them glued to screens. Video games, surfing the net, and the like are fun and there’s nothing wrong with participating in things like that as long as they’re age appropriate and we have them spend time doing other things as well.

What happened to spending the day outside with their friends, going to the park, swimming, arts and crafts, learning to play an instrument, enjoying music, being a part of a sport’s team, camping, reading, telling stories, etc?

I am trying to instill a passion for the arts and for staying active in my teenage son’s life. He’s so consumed by video games, YouTube videos, etc and so are many his age. I’m trying to encourage time away from all of that and broadening his interests. I don’t want my son to think the world revolves around technology, even though it seems to. There’s so much more out there to experience!

I also want him to be well taught in how to do things he’s going to need to know when he’s on his own. Sadly, he won’t learn many of those skills in school, so I’ll teach him what I can, have him learn what he can from his dad and step parents, and hope that college and/or his trade/military will help push him further forward.

We are our kids first teachers. Let us guide and teach them well! Let us prepare them, as best as we can, for their lives apart from us. And may we spend as much time as we can enjoying our time with them and creating wonderful lifelong memories.

Let us give them roots, show them where they came from, instill manners and good values, and teach them valuable lessons to take with them into adulthood. And let us help them grow up to be people that believe in themselves, people that are courageous, bold, and ready to follow their dreams. Let us teach them how to fly out into the world on their own. And never may we fear that they’ll forget us. They can fly away, yes, but they can fly home too and even if they live far away as adults, hopefully we’ve taught them too that we’re where their home is also. ♡

For My Son

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Hands once so very small

That held mine so tightly

Once you needed me for everything

But now as the time has flown by

Your need for my help lessens

 

There is a part of me that loves watching you grow

Just to listen to your ideas for the future intrigues me

Your mind is a fascinating thing to look at

No longer filled with Blues Clues songs and little boy dreams

So ready to take on the world beyond childhood

 

But there is a part of me that is not ready to let you go just yet

Sometimes I wish I could freeze time and keep you young

Keep you from knowing the evils that await you

And prevent what innocence you have left from leaving

Stay forever young, my son

 

But then I know that I can’t hold onto your hand forever

I need to let you grow up and become the man you’re meant to be

Full of potential and such promise, such talents to share with the world

And while there are evils out there that will try to consume you

There are also such joys to discover and both friendship and love for you to find

 

While a part of me is afraid of what lies ahead

I do not wish to keep you in the past

I want you to fly, to soar higher than I could ever imagine

Chase your dreams, no matter how far away they might take you

But never forget where you came from or who you are

 

I do not want to shelter you 

And I know that I can’t always protect you

Some lessons you must learn on your own

And some unfortunately will be learned the hard way

That is just a part of life we all come to know

 

But I do hope that as you journey the path that God has laid out for you

That you never forget that I am here for you

Not to live your life for you, to always keep you from harm

But to encourage you and to love you, for as long as I shall live

Even when you are fully grown, for that is a mother’s heart

 

So as you grow, I will cherish each phase of your life

Each year poses its challenges

But also offers up great rewards

I capture your laughter and smiles in my mind

So that I may remember them always

 

And may you always remember mine

For one day, God willing, I will grow old

And I will not be as vibrant and capable as I am now

For as you age, my son

So do I, so please never forget me or the lessons that I try to teach you

 

There is a village of people who want to see you prosper

To see you strong, working hard, enjoying life, knowing love

I am grateful to them all for their help to raise you

May you never forget their roles in your life either

Know always just how loved you are

 

Today is supposed to be a day spent honoring us

Showering us with pampering, adoration, & thanks

But if it weren’t for you, we’d not have this day to begin with

So today, I would like to say thank you for the joy you bring to my life

Thank you for teaching me what it means to love

The Days of My Youth ABC Style

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Animaniacs on t.v. after school

Belinda Carlisle and The Babysitter’s Club

Carmen Sandiego, I will find you!

Double Dare, a game show I wanted to go on

Eureka’s Castle made me laugh

Full House was on prime time t.v. & let’s not forget, FALCOOOR!

Girl Scouts taught me so much

Hopscotch, sure let’s play a game or two

Ice cream trucks with their frozen treats on a hot summer’s day

Jump ropes, jungle gyms, & The Jetsons were pretty awesome

Kanga, Roo, Tigger, Eeyore, & Christopher Robin too

Lego’s & Lincoln Logs, a creative way to play the day away

M.A.S.H….many teenage girls spent hours playing this, including me

Ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-Nickelodeon…..

Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh…..the right stuff….

Parker Lewis Can’t Lose

Queen playing at the rollerskating rink

Rapture by Blondie, definitely a hit in the days of my youth

Small Wonder, Size Small, Silver Spoons, & Step By Step too

Tiffany singing, “I think we’re alone now…..”

Unico, my most favorite unicorn ever

Volleyball played every Saturday with the Girl’s Club of America

Wildest Dreams by The Moody Blues was my favorite song

Xylophones were fun to play in music class

You Can’t Do That On Television was hilarious

Zaboomafoo and Zoobilee Zoo were pretty cool too

We can’t chase time, nor should we try to. :)

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“Days of youth are so frivolously spent

Then we wonder years later where all that time went” (written by me, only a moment ago)

My son turns 11 on Sunday and my thoughts are all over the place. Sometimes I think about when he was little and wondering where all the time went. How did he go from my womb to a baby in my arms at the hospital to a toddler running rampant to a boy on his first day of school to a boy now nearly 11 years old? I have been looking at pictures of him throughout his life. He’s experienced more than many 11 year old children do, though there is still a side of him that is still youthful, vibrant, and ready to tackle the world. I am proud of my son. He is not the easiest to handle much of the time, but he’s got a heart of gold and is beyond intelligent and talented. There are times when I sigh and wonder when he’ll be 18, but much of the time, I feel like he’s growing up too quickly. I suppose most parents go through that throughout their children’s lives.

I have also been thinking about my own childhood. I remember being 11 myself, being in fifth grade, some of the kids I went to school with, being a Girl Scout, and so on. Where does the time go? You can nail those windows shut, but let me tell you, it will just go out the back door, the chimney, or wherever it can. You can’t pause it, go backwards, or even leap ahead. Time goes at the pace it’s going to and we just have to go with it, regardless of what we might want at any given time.

So here I am, 34 and will be 35 next month….with a nearly 11 year old son. Before I know it, he will be 18 and I will think back to the moments when I wanted to rush his childhood, mostly when he was acting up ha ha, and then find myself wishing I could turn the pages of old calendars back….to hold onto even a moment more of his youth. Then before I know it, he’ll be 34, nearly 35….putting me at 54, nearly 55. 😉 Will he be married? Will he have children of his own? Who knows? Only God thus far, but I trust that He has a plan for Zach, just like He does for me. The cycle will keep going, whether I like it or not. We’re born one day and have so much time to live, then our lights go out….making room for more to be lit, to have their time.

While my light shines for others to see, I hope to give all the love I have to those around me….most importantly, to my son. Whether he’s 11, 16, 21, 35, 50, and so on….while I am still here, I hope he always knows just how much he means to me. I also hope that I have instilled some good in him that will last him a lifetime. My sincerest hope for him is that he grows up to be a man of courage, love, and honor that is driven, faithful, kind, hardworking, and successful. No matter what paths he chooses, whom he chooses to walk his many paths on his journey of life with…I hope he have a life full of purpose, one he is proud of, and one that others will remember long after his time here is done. I want more for him than I do myself, though by showing him I have it in me to go after my dreams, I hope he finds it within him to do the same.

Each phase in our lives seems endless while we’re going through it, but then looking back, we wonder how we got to where we are. I think it is more wise to wonder about where we’re headed, than where we were. Though I think it is even wiser still to live in the moment we’re in. Focusing too heavily on either side of that can be draining, even if it’s positive memories or hopes. I hope Zach is cherishing his childhood as he has it. Sometimes I know he wishes to be older so he can drive, stay up later, do more things, and so on…as most of us have done ourselves when we were “young”. I just hope he doesn’t dwell so much on it that when he’s older, he doesn’t find himself wishing he hadn’t wasted his childhood.

Ah, but enough of all that. A very happy time is coming and so I am going to take my own advice and focus on that. He’ll only be 11 once and I want to make the most of it, so that when I reflect back to this time….I can smile and know I did all I could to enjoy it and make it wonderful for him and for all of us.

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