A few years ago my girls were taking Yoga with a woman we’ll call Jane. They decided after week 3 that they did not like it (‘too flaky, mom, and strange chanting and seriousness’) but I insisted they stick with it to the end. I had not met the instructor before the term was completed, a kiss and ride aspect that goes with this age and stage of parenting older children. When I finally did meet her she extolled their virtues; they were so polite, kind and open to try new things. All things a parent never grows tired of hearing although good manners eventually force you to reluctantly change the subject. I asked about her children she said ” I have an eight year old boy and I am a single mother.” When I told her we had that status in common, her eyes widened in disbelief “I just assumed these girls were from a perfect family.” The window was there, I had to open it wide. ” They are from a perfect family” rolled out of my mouth and I believed it when I said it.
thank you sara! As I said above I say it often to believe it myself. Sometimes not always sure but no less perfect than anything else that is out there.
well said Nancy!
not always gently! But thank you for that. I say it out loud because I need to hear myself say it as well- I fight that notion too
Such an eloquent way to show how powerful the concepts are that remain imbeded into phrasing we are all not yet conscious of. You do such a good job gently raising awareness in speech we take for granted that are socially counter-productive.
thanks Sam. Your family is perfect too. xn
like this one Nance