I WAS WRITE ABOUT IT ANYWAY

~As far back as I can remember, I’ve always enjoyed writing. Believing that my words might provide a bit of value to someone someday, I share this with all humility. Author William Faulkner, American writer and blood line, has given me his ability….or so I like to think. Though his writings were quite deep and complex, my head language has more of a simpler way of evolving~

For lack of a better understanding of ‘holding on’, I can see why I have kept this article for many years. The following is the preface to a book I finished writing back in 1995. A book that was never published and tucked away in a box with a stack of rejection letters from numerous publishers. Like, a lot of them. But, that was okay. If anything, it gave me gratification to know I at least tried to put to paper the thoughts in my head about love and family. Re-reading this again solidified my deep devotion to my children and husband, and with all the mistakes, to persevere anyway.

At the time of the writing I was pregnant with baby #3. How I found the time to sit and write so many words is beyond me. So sit down, enjoy your coffee and try not to spit too much. This is one of my earlier attempts to write and kept me hoping.

“My hairdresser never told me. My color-perm specialist never told me. I thought you were suppose to learn EVERYTHING from your devoted mop-chopper. This parenting and child nurturing thing has been no easy feat. Evidently playing the role and not knowing what you’re doing in the process is quite common. “Wing it while you sing it”. Thankful for intuition and just plain common sense. Fortunately life has a way of dealing you nine months of personal development and self-evaluation for the way you sleep and ultimately live for the rest of your young waking life. So for now, let’s have our own conversation.

Just imagine how beautiful your home is. Picture it. Close your eyes and envision its’ perfection. Clean rooms, glistening tubs and sinks and the floors, well, you could really eat off of. It’s peaceful. Its’ design suited well to your taste. You have worked really hard for everything in it and it truly is the pride of your family. Now, take that home and turn it completely on its’ side. What happens? If you turn it on its’ side, just imagine the massive destruction on the inside. THAT is my house AFTER children have come into our home. And actually when I think of it, there is no interruption. There is no order in the first place. What is placed, gets misplaced. What gets clean, gets broken and what gets fixed, gets put in the refrigerator.

However down through the years, things change. Molding and refining take place and soon transition and maturity develops. You love your kids and love them unconditionally. Dedication and commitment to your young family will always remain in check. It’s part of who you are.

Many days I’ve often thought about the challenges and greater influences they will ultimately discover too. As they get older and less dependent, some find drugs, dabble in the fix of alcohol, sometimes engage in promiscuous sex and develop toxic relationships. While others seem to persevere through school and develop a keen mind to become accomplished individuals with a deep sense of integrity and respect. Nonetheless tomorrow has enough worries of its own. So don’t. I think of today and hold on to good times we have now. Prayerfully, with all they have been taught will carry them through. We need to rise above the passiveness of society and take control. Because if we don’t, someone will.

As I had in my own family, we need to place our message of distinction and hope to our children. A mark of impression. Noone can develop that inner being and self-worth more powerful than we. The years are fleeting and will soon sift through our fingers like fine sand. Oh, how I want them to know they are loved. It is your mark of perseverence, not perfection, where they become purposeful respected adults embracing each season they encounter.

It is time. It is time to strengthen the threads of our families and bond that which makes the institutions of families great.”

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What has been your experience in raising your children? What mistakes have you made that you can share and we can learn from?