Somehow , my kids were such a pain this year.
So like many of us after get togethers, I find myself contemplating and reconfiguring that which fits, and that which does not . What is acceptable, and what will be no longer.
After all, others are forever seeing what room we provide - and wandering in there. So it is up to us, both to be aware, and shift what we choose to offer, to fit us best.
Reeling from the delicious but tiring mode of preparations, I'm resting, feeling a bit like an empty shell,
detecting the changing winds- perceiving on those winds a time to refocus, to let go.
To redefine my own life more stringently, and rearrange the old parental spaciousness, in favor of a new self -as self, and too, as parent -with clear intent.
Every now and then, as we continue to grow, and those around us do also, there arrive times for a little reordering.
After all, who teaches others how to treat us, but ourselves? And who makes the choices of what and how and in what way, but us.
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