The last couple of days I’ve been especially cranky. Like, really cranky. Tired. Overwhelmed. Stressed. Sad. It’s a combination of a lot of different things for me at the moment, and I’m struggling to be everything I need to be. I can’t help but feel like I’m letting everyone down because I’m not at the top of my game.
When I’m overwhelmed like this, I’ve learned the value of taking the time to stop and just be — feel what I feel — or else it quickly becomes a merry-go-round situation. So I stop. Be. And then regroup. Always onward.
Right now, I’m in the ‘Be’ part of the process, and this particular afternoon, I lay down for a small rest while the kids played outside. My 11-year-old daughter joined me, and lay down next to me.
“How are you love?” I said, welcoming her with my question.
“I’m always happy to be around you,” she responded with a sweet smile.
With a slight teasing tone in my voice, I responded, “Even when I’m…”
“Cranky?” her interjection finished my sentence and I grinned because she knew exactly what I was going to say. “Yes Mum, even when you’re cranky.” She indulged my sense of humour.
I laughed. What a gorgeous girl!
Ah, I’m so grateful for these rays of sunshine amongst a gloomy sky. It confirms to me the value of being real with my kids, and how this truth builds, not destroys, my relationship with them. This is especially true as my children grow older. I’m not perfect and my kids know it. But I strive to live by truth.