Do you remember her? Do you remember the little girl who enjoyed the freedom to choose her clothes for the first time? She didn't care about what anyone else thought. She wrapped herself in polka dots and stripes without pausing to consider the color scheme. She grabbed the tutu and and everyone's attention as she pirouetted with a cape twirling around her. She made us laugh and squeal with delight at the smallest things and every now and then we remember her, but somewhere along the way, we lost her. It's time to stop comparing ourselves to our friends through social media and trading our confidence in for likes.
Growing up, I butted heads with my mom a lot. I didn't recognize that she was a safe place to find comfort and help me problem solve. All that has changed now, thank God, but it was a way of life when I was growing up and it's my goal to help someone.
Want to open up the conversations between you and your daughter so that you feel invited into her life instead of just a bystander, nervously watching and waiting to see what the outcome will be? Get involved and take this challenge! Your home should be a safe place that's fun for the entire family, and I've got tips that will ease your mind about what your daughter does when she leaves the house.
The more I dealt with, the more I wrote. I wrote about everything, and the sporadic thoughts, outbursts, and dreams were still there, but there were a lot more summaries of my day. I realize now that keeping a diary has also kept my sanity. Writing about the arguments that I got into with best friends, the betrayal by former boyfriends, and the disconnect I felt with my parents helped me to process my thoughts in a positive way because I was able to vent free of judgement from others. I notice that I'm more prone to share my feelings with people when I haven't journaled about them, and there's always a risk...no a guarantee that I'll hurt someone when that happens.
We become strong when we exercise, and I don’t know if it can get any more basic than that. In fact, you may be wondering why I chose to waste space to even share that point. I shared it because I want us to remember it’s important and simple. When we exercise, we become stronger. Now, I have a question for you: why do so many of experience weak relationships with our loved ones? Come on, you know what a weak relationship is: one where patience is absent and discipline is distant. One where your interactions are marked by outbursts and your time together is tense.