No matter what the family make up is, it is hard. The pressures that we set on ourselves is so much more than what any society or child can put on us. It is us, the person that sets our daily path, that either sets us up for success or some lofty ideal that we surely cannot attain (even if we try like crazy to chase those windmills).
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Attacking windmills...
It is hard being a parent.
No matter what the family make up is, it is hard. The pressures that we set on ourselves is so much more than what any society or child can put on us. It is us, the person that sets our daily path, that either sets us up for success or some lofty ideal that we surely cannot attain (even if we try like crazy to chase those windmills).
I build mountains, I see dragons where there are kittens and when I see my kids sad and I see red, a brilliant, hot, blinding red. I don't set out to be this way but it happens. Something gets ain the path of what one of my kids wants and means something to them and I am out the door and ready to take on the world. Sadly, I'm a bit more like Don Quixote some days...never quite reaching my goals or righting some wrongs. But damnit, I'm going to try!
No matter what the family make up is, it is hard. The pressures that we set on ourselves is so much more than what any society or child can put on us. It is us, the person that sets our daily path, that either sets us up for success or some lofty ideal that we surely cannot attain (even if we try like crazy to chase those windmills).
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you should blog more.
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