It occurred to me this morning while serving cold cereal, signing school notes, tying pony tails, and writing out a lunch money check that moms are (sometimes) the center of the universe.
For years I've tried to remember that I am NOT the center of the universe - that I don't have to control everything or be involved in everything - but in the lives of four of my favorite people, I am, like it or not. It dawned on me for the first time that for them I am THE MOM, the only mom. They have a right to rely on me, and it is my privilege to serve them as I teach them to rely on themselves.
3 comments:
You are also the center of my universe. Yet, I picture it like two suns that revolve around each other - a binary system.
Love ya, oh eternal companion!
Scott, that is much too mushy for my blog.
Everybody, everyplace and everything is the center of the universe!
GPA
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