I can’t quite explain how I feel without my kids. I thought I would be happy to have “me” time. There is something about having them around. Maybe, some might think this is odd, but I do like spending time with them. I realize they are just little versions of me.
They are trying to figure out something. They don’t know what is in store for them. We can’t tell them everything they need to know. That would spoil them. It is like telling someone the end of a movie they want to see. Anticipation is everything.
Something is so valuable in finding your way. I choose to let them stumble and fall. They may try me. However, I know it is only part of something they have to grow through. Something special and unique to their own growth. We all have something to work on. I will work on my something while they are not around. Together it will be something to look forward to.