Children are like 3d jigsaw puzzles. The idea is great, you feel rather confident when starting off. But surely enough with time, you find yourself frustrated and at the end of your rope, many times over. For us good ones, we brush off the forever ever seeming stroke/ heart attack that's approaching us. We shake of the grief and shame and forge ahead with our loves. Which sometimes seem like the contridiction to our existance. We remember the core of our missions, our memories, and do the best we can. Or at times, what we think might be the best we can.
Forever questioning. The schools, the daycares, and every other adult. Trying to compare so mach at once, and often putting ourselfs in denile. Better there then in the scorching truth. Or so we think.
Never wanting them to grow up. Them never wanting to stay small. A slow heart ache for us all.
Contagious smiles and small warm hugs, the medicen we need to get by.
So much more to being a parent and not nearly enough time to explain.
That being said..... LET THE RANTING AND RAVING BEGIN!!! =D XD
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