What is the true definition of family?
For me Family is defined with love, acceptance, compassion, honesty and respect. These are the things that make a family stand out and stand strong.
When my oldest daughter was in the first grade she was assigned a nite write assignment that asked her to define family. As I sat down to help her with her assignment, I began to write the familiar words like mom and dad, brother and sister. At the time my idea of "family" included mom and dad, grandparents and siblings.
As I began to discuss what family meant, my little girl looked me dead in the eye and challenged my beliefs. She told me I was wrong, families weren't about moms and dads only, families were about love. I agreed with her, but I stated what I thought was obvious, that families were created out of the love of a mom and dad.
My precious daughter opened those beautiful brown eyes wide and shook her lovely curls at me and again challenged my belief of what defined a family. "No mom, not all families have moms and dads, some families have two moms or two dads only and they still have love! My friend in class has two moms and no dads and he said that love is what makes a family a family."
I bowed my head in shame, for I knew she was right. Families today are made from many combinations and belief systems, but that doesn't make them any less of a family.
My young daughter taught me a life lesson that day and opened my eyes to what goes deeper than appearance or ideals. These aren't the days of Leave it to Beaver and families aren't comprised of moms and dads and children. Some families have moms only or dad's only, some families have two moms and two dads, some families have sisters and brothers, half siblings, step-siblings or foster siblings, or even all of the above.
The sex of the people in the unit or the strength of the blood ties aren't what make a family unit a family, it's the values and strength of the group that make them a FAMILY!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
11 year old girls
Eleven year old girls are a wonder unto themselves.
They are passionate and sweet.
They are a combination of little girl innocence and big girl cynicism.
Eleven year old girls are wonderful and spirited.
They still climb trees and run with abandon while
They are learning to use lip gloss and hair straighteners.
Eleven year old girls still nurture their web kins and childhood treats
Though they are secretly longing for the day they will become a "woman".
Eleven year old girls respect their parents and have yet to challenge the rules.
They enjoy their family and home.
They are learning the rules of life.
Eleven year old girls are accepting and challenging.
They dance and sing with wild abandon.
They have yet to care how others view them.
Eleven year old girls are precious and spunky.
They still dream of "happily ever after".
They find time to change the world.
Eleven year old girls are amazing and complicated.
They are passionate and sweet.
They are a combination of little girl innocence and big girl cynicism.
Eleven year old girls are wonderful and spirited.
They still climb trees and run with abandon while
They are learning to use lip gloss and hair straighteners.
Eleven year old girls still nurture their web kins and childhood treats
Though they are secretly longing for the day they will become a "woman".
Eleven year old girls respect their parents and have yet to challenge the rules.
They enjoy their family and home.
They are learning the rules of life.
Eleven year old girls are accepting and challenging.
They dance and sing with wild abandon.
They have yet to care how others view them.
Eleven year old girls are precious and spunky.
They still dream of "happily ever after".
They find time to change the world.
Eleven year old girls are amazing and complicated.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Passions
I have a few passions in my life that keep me motivated, reduce my stress and bring out the kid in me!
My first passion is writing! I love to write (hence blogging) and have recently found some wonderful outlets to pursue this passion.
Blogging is obviously one of the ways that I can release my thoughts and enjoying writing for the pure joy it can bring.
Helium is another forum that I have found to use the written word to bring out my knowledge and release some creativity.
My second passion, though no less important or passion driven, is photography!
I love to take pictures: pictures of my kids, my friends, flowers, animals, cars, doors, it doesn't matter! Recently my beloved camera, a 35mm SLR that I got for my 16th birthday broke! I was devastated and incomplete! I love that camera! She may be old, and but she is good! My camera and I had a relationship, we knew each other inside and out and produced some wonderful memories! I had looked many times over the years for a newer sleeker more modern camera, but nothing compared to her!
Due to the fast and potent depression I was falling into from the loss of my camera, I was forced to purchase a new Camera, a digital at that! Though I was skeptical at first, I must say, I am quickly falling in love with my new camera and the places she is taking me! We are still learning about each other and still working out the kinks, but so far she has not disappointed. My old and trusty, true blue will never be forgotten, nor allowed to gather dust, but I am thankful I have the ability to capture beauty in an instant and cherish the memories I am creating with my new friend.
Passions are important to the vitality of life and I am thankful to have an outlet for both of my passions!
My first passion is writing! I love to write (hence blogging) and have recently found some wonderful outlets to pursue this passion.
Blogging is obviously one of the ways that I can release my thoughts and enjoying writing for the pure joy it can bring.
Helium is another forum that I have found to use the written word to bring out my knowledge and release some creativity.
My second passion, though no less important or passion driven, is photography!
I love to take pictures: pictures of my kids, my friends, flowers, animals, cars, doors, it doesn't matter! Recently my beloved camera, a 35mm SLR that I got for my 16th birthday broke! I was devastated and incomplete! I love that camera! She may be old, and but she is good! My camera and I had a relationship, we knew each other inside and out and produced some wonderful memories! I had looked many times over the years for a newer sleeker more modern camera, but nothing compared to her!
Due to the fast and potent depression I was falling into from the loss of my camera, I was forced to purchase a new Camera, a digital at that! Though I was skeptical at first, I must say, I am quickly falling in love with my new camera and the places she is taking me! We are still learning about each other and still working out the kinks, but so far she has not disappointed. My old and trusty, true blue will never be forgotten, nor allowed to gather dust, but I am thankful I have the ability to capture beauty in an instant and cherish the memories I am creating with my new friend.
Passions are important to the vitality of life and I am thankful to have an outlet for both of my passions!
Monday, May 19, 2008
Summer Break
Summer's coming and soon the children will be home all day! What am I to do with all this restless energy about to flood my home and my life?
My quiet serene schedule that has worked well for me over the last nine months, is about to get a HUGE wrench thrown into it. With the children's ages so spaced out, I am fearful that this summer will not be a happy ever after, warm memory for them or me!
To make matters even more difficult, the ever looming rise of gas prices is also going to affect this summer's fun! With gas prices steadily sneaking up and robbing my bank account, I have much less money to invest in summer splendor! The kids definitely can't attend camp this year, for the gas alone to transport the kids back and forth from camp, will rival last year's tuition! We have cancelled the big trip to the UP we were going to take, thanks to the gas!
So where does that leave me now? I suppose it's time to dust off the cobwebs of my creativity and pull out some miracles!
Wish me luck and I will let you know what I come up with!
My quiet serene schedule that has worked well for me over the last nine months, is about to get a HUGE wrench thrown into it. With the children's ages so spaced out, I am fearful that this summer will not be a happy ever after, warm memory for them or me!
To make matters even more difficult, the ever looming rise of gas prices is also going to affect this summer's fun! With gas prices steadily sneaking up and robbing my bank account, I have much less money to invest in summer splendor! The kids definitely can't attend camp this year, for the gas alone to transport the kids back and forth from camp, will rival last year's tuition! We have cancelled the big trip to the UP we were going to take, thanks to the gas!
So where does that leave me now? I suppose it's time to dust off the cobwebs of my creativity and pull out some miracles!
Wish me luck and I will let you know what I come up with!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Motherhood
The joys of motherhood are valued in the love of a child.
Their bright faces full of wonder and hope always.
The joys of motherhood are cherished in the memories created with her children.
Dancing in the rain, wiping the tear stained cheeks, building a garden, learning to ride a bike, the first kiss, the first heartbreak, the love of another.
The joys of motherhood are created in triumph and strife.
The lost shoe, the perfect dress, the starting spot on the team, the second runner up.
There is no greater pain than that experienced in the wonderful trek of motherhood and nothing worth hurting for more.
There is no greater love than that experienced in motherhood and nothing worth loving more than her child(ren).
There is no greater joy than that experienced in motherhood and nothing worth experiencing joy more for.
The joys of motherhood are bonded forever in love, memories, triumph and strife.
Their bright faces full of wonder and hope always.
The joys of motherhood are cherished in the memories created with her children.
Dancing in the rain, wiping the tear stained cheeks, building a garden, learning to ride a bike, the first kiss, the first heartbreak, the love of another.
The joys of motherhood are created in triumph and strife.
The lost shoe, the perfect dress, the starting spot on the team, the second runner up.
There is no greater pain than that experienced in the wonderful trek of motherhood and nothing worth hurting for more.
There is no greater love than that experienced in motherhood and nothing worth loving more than her child(ren).
There is no greater joy than that experienced in motherhood and nothing worth experiencing joy more for.
The joys of motherhood are bonded forever in love, memories, triumph and strife.
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