Lives have to have meaning. Definition.
I allowed him to meander through his life without purpose and now I see the error of that. His life was full of school stuff and home stuff. There was nothing else (well, except for vacations and outings and such) But there was nothing there to motivate him, feed his mind.
Now I'm dealing with the results of a starved mind. A mind that needed purpose.
I didn't know.
In learning this about him, I also learned it about myself.
When I became a parent I stopped doing the things I loved.. Drawing, painting, writing. My own mind became starved.
And I didn't even know.
He wants piano lessons. I will sign him up for piano lessons.
It's never to late to change. (hopefully)
I promise to do better.
2 comments:
Loved this post...I decided last week, I was going to get the boys involved in Boys Scouts and one other activity, of their choice which is looking like it is going to be football....since they are finally old enough to play.
It is so easy as single parent, at least for me to just "survive" and exist and not enjoy life....Sure we go on plenty of vacations, but once we come back to reality..We are JUST.EXISTING....It's like we stop dreaming and we teach or kids to survive instead of dream (Or at least I found myself doing that in the last 4 years....) Everytime I catch me and the kids just "surviving" I vow to be different..I hope this time sticks..We'll see!
I agree completely. I do feel like I've stopped dreaming. That saddens me. I don't want to just exist. I want my children to dream big dreams. (and work to make them come true) I want them to value hard work.
I wonder when I changed...
when I stopped dreaming...
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