You point us toward the distinction of being perfect and being whole. The former is life-draining and spirit-killing. The latter is a process of fermentation into gratitude, even wonder and joy. It is of critical importance while navigating life.
One, especially a Mom one, is constantly trying to balance the automatic, instantaneously instinctive, feeling reactions whilst simultaneously submitting them to the outlying analytic circuits wreathed in grey which take longer before they come up with an assessment of what shall I do? ...which verdict is subsequently submitted to the overbearingly conscientious conscience circuit which mumbles all the other possibilities not taken thereby leaving one in immobilizing ruminative reckonings. In short, as you so vivdly portray, there is no winning, only surviving to balance oneself through another day. 😳 😵💫 🥸
Okay I didn't follow quite ALL of that but I'm sure if I had I would say "Oh yes, mmm hmm exactly John Manring!" ☺️ So my main response to the amazing essay above (especially before reading about the red-dress lady's possible mental health issues) is JESUS EFFING CHRIST!!! My apologies for offending anyone. But still. This kind of thing is a THING. Happened to a friend of mine here in Charlotte, as a matter of fact. So, you know, data point of two. #legit And per this actual situation, don't jungle gyms still exist on school playgrounds? How is a car roof any different? And why do "we" think kids need to be strapped down to a chair or in group/ team/ planned activities TWENTY-FOUR/ SEVEN these days? I applaud and am continually in awe of the small slice I know of Caro's creative and heroic parenting. 'Cause back in my day...grumble grumble hrrrf hrrf grrrrrrrrrr...) 😂 🤔 😜 ❤️ Love to you, Caroline! And John! And everyone!
Omg- your exposition is so thoughtful. The situation made me cringe- it’s not like the car was moving for Pete’s sake. It’s possible that we parents have all had a similar event- (thus the not perfect part). wonder how the kids will remember this in the future, if at all?
You point us toward the distinction of being perfect and being whole. The former is life-draining and spirit-killing. The latter is a process of fermentation into gratitude, even wonder and joy. It is of critical importance while navigating life.
One, especially a Mom one, is constantly trying to balance the automatic, instantaneously instinctive, feeling reactions whilst simultaneously submitting them to the outlying analytic circuits wreathed in grey which take longer before they come up with an assessment of what shall I do? ...which verdict is subsequently submitted to the overbearingly conscientious conscience circuit which mumbles all the other possibilities not taken thereby leaving one in immobilizing ruminative reckonings. In short, as you so vivdly portray, there is no winning, only surviving to balance oneself through another day. 😳 😵💫 🥸
Okay I didn't follow quite ALL of that but I'm sure if I had I would say "Oh yes, mmm hmm exactly John Manring!" ☺️ So my main response to the amazing essay above (especially before reading about the red-dress lady's possible mental health issues) is JESUS EFFING CHRIST!!! My apologies for offending anyone. But still. This kind of thing is a THING. Happened to a friend of mine here in Charlotte, as a matter of fact. So, you know, data point of two. #legit And per this actual situation, don't jungle gyms still exist on school playgrounds? How is a car roof any different? And why do "we" think kids need to be strapped down to a chair or in group/ team/ planned activities TWENTY-FOUR/ SEVEN these days? I applaud and am continually in awe of the small slice I know of Caro's creative and heroic parenting. 'Cause back in my day...grumble grumble hrrrf hrrf grrrrrrrrrr...) 😂 🤔 😜 ❤️ Love to you, Caroline! And John! And everyone!
So sorry Caroline! What a terrifying experience!
"How much of my system of evaluation, of knowing, do I contract out to others, whether they’re too willing or unwilling? And…. um… WHY?"
I'll be thinking about this for a long time. Am noticing both that a lot of people do this, and that I don't do it as often as I probably should.
Sorry about the terrifying experience.
Omg- your exposition is so thoughtful. The situation made me cringe- it’s not like the car was moving for Pete’s sake. It’s possible that we parents have all had a similar event- (thus the not perfect part). wonder how the kids will remember this in the future, if at all?
Some people need to get a life and in this instance, it wasn't you.
You have one. A very fine one at that...❤
Excellent. Thx.