Roots
I hope I have given my children roots and wings.
I have tried.
I think I've done a good job on the wings part. Letting them know that their choices are their own, and that I respect them.
Roots have been more difficult.
I felt stagnated by my roots.
Strangled, believing I had to keep following the same line. Keep living up to who my parents were.
It's taken years to "cut the apron" strings psychologically with my parents. But I think I've made some good progress in the past few weeks and months.
I don't want my children to struggle in the same ways I have, but I have also come to accept that struggle is necessary for growth. I can tell them over and over again that I love them no matter what, but the proof is in the pudding. I hope so far the proof has been stronger than the words.
Roots are good. They help us stand when storms come through. They give us a sense of security. But without the accompanying wings, we're only half way there.
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"But without the accompanying wings, we're only half way there>" Love it!
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amen! wonderful thoughts.
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You are a sweet blessing.
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