Sometimes it's hard to think of the positive when we're in the middle of a tornado full of chaos. Believe me, I know.
But, I think we can all agree there are small moments during the day where we see some sun peeking through the storm clouds. A happy cuddle. A kind gesture towards a sibling. Saying please and thank you without being told. Apologizing when he's done something wrong.
And these moments feel so much bigger and better than they would a typical child. These are moments we hang on to when things are hard. Moments we treasure and try to remember when it's been a particularly bad day. At least I do.
When I feel discouraged, depressed, frustrated, hopeless and helpless, I try to remember the fun and tender moments we do have (and there are a lot of them) on a daily basis.
Some of the best parts of Taz are:
- he has a great sense of humor and makes everyone around him laugh.
- he's charming.
- he is affectionate.
- he is complimentary. (He always tells me I look beautiful if I put make-up on or wear a skirt)
- he's cute.
- he is creative.
- he is lovable.
Everybody says that raising kids is hard but worth it. Sometimes I wonder if that's true. Will it be worth it in the end? Is it true that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger?
What do you think?
I love the image you put with this post, and the message of how we see the sun peeking through the storm, that's my life. But oh how the small amount of light warms us back up.
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