Time after time, day after day, children will show us the way if we let them.
In the squeal of my daughter’s voice when she sees the bird perched on our fence, I hear the birds as the signs of life they are instead of just early wake-up calls.
From the way my son says hello and smiles to everyone he meets, I remember that it’s best to be friendly and kind, even if I don’t feel like it.
Watching my daughter run, dance, and laugh, I’m reminded not to take life quite so seriously, as she leads me on another adventure.
When my son is faced with uncertainty, he says “this is going to be great,” and I remember that life is a journey and all that matters is that I have someone to hold my hand as I leap.
As my daughter falls asleep in my arms as I sing to her, I learn that being someone’s safe haven and resting with them heals the soul.
When I say things in haste and my son instantly forgives me, I learn again that forgiveness is the way and extending grace to our people isn’t really optional.
Dawns have never been so exciting and nightfall never has been so sweet and each day, as I watch them sleep, I remember to give thanks.
In these ways and in so many others, children will always show us the way if we let them.
Thanks for Mothering the Divide with me as we see the world through our children’s eyes, remembering the beauty of the everyday.