A PROUD DAY.

October 7, 2009 Wednesday

I love my kids so much. I look at them and think I'm so lucky to have them. They make me so proud. My son who is so wicked smart with the great sense of humor and so willing to be stretched thin with his extra-curricular activities. My mom made mint chocolate chips cookies yesterday, and when Ian came home he burst through the door and headed for the back room only to be turned by the scent of homemade cookies. He grabbed a stack and rushed to the back room once again, and again he turned on his heel to return to the front room, look at my mom and say, "Did I tell you today that I love you?" and then he was gone. I was off chanting at the time, but my mom told me later. She was so delighted that he took the time to say "I love you". Proud moment.

My daughter has always been and will continue to be my hero. She has always been brave and independent. Where did she get that from? I wonder? But through this crisis with her friend, she has proven yet again what a good person is made of. Her need to be there for him and the family, and her ability to remain calm in a sea of turbulence proves once again what an incredible person she is. She is able to stay upbeat and positive, understanding and compassionate, and see a bit of herself in the situation. Today, she called me to apologize for all the times she was mean to me whenever she was sick and in hospital. It made me cry. I always knew she didn't mean anything said while ill. She had no power in those moments, and the only power she had was to lash out at the person who cared the most. I never held it against her, because a mother's love is unconditional. But to hear her apologize to me today...WOW! My little girl has grown up. And a beautiful woman inside and out she has become.

Your children are the measure of a person you are. I'm so proud to call them mine. They made it easy, because they are easy to love. So, today was just the most lovely day, even though my P/T evaluation was cancelled, delaying beginning getting my range of motion back, and my mom and I spent the afternoon shopping at Trader Joe's. Two little things ~ a simple "I love you" to my mom from my son, and a phone call that touched the depths of my soul. It's the little things that really matter. So don't sweat the other stuff. Look to the people you love and find the joy in them. They are your anchor. Love them with all of your being, and encourage them to be the best that they can be, and don't be disappointed if they fail you, because in the end they will never fail you. They somehow rise to the challenge when called on and will make you so proud.

Nite!
Love and Light!
Melissa