I have been struggling to write lately. The desire is there but the subject matter eludes me. Nothing has driven me to a place of inspiration. I started watching my calories this week, but who wants to read a whole post about my issues with self-control?! There have been some major things going on in the lives of those around me, but I don't express myself well when the wounds are raw, so those will have to wait. It just so happens that a friend posted about the things her kids are teaching her and that inspired me to do the same.
I am currently reading a book by Angela Thomas (who I LOVE) called "52 Things Kids Need from Their Mom". It has inspired me to take a closer look at my relationship with my kids and to be more intentional with the little things I do everyday. I plan to write more on that later, but this new awareness has only helped me pinpoint the ways my kids are teaching me.
These lessons are never going to end. They will change and they may repeat, but they won't end. I wont' let them. Every season of parenting teaches me more and more about who I am and who I need to become. All that I can ask of myself is that I learn from yesterday. If I ever look back on a season of parenting and can't find something I should have done differently, I have failed. Until then, I just pray God covers the lessons I have missed.