Like mother…like daughter
On Mother’s Day I found this picture of Grace shoved under a pile of books on the table. When I asked her what it was she grabbed it out of my hands and said it wasn’t for me.
But why? Who is it for?
No one!!! (And she started to cry.)
After some time on my lap and some rocking in the rocking chair she told me all about it:
In her class on Friday they took pictures of themselves to give to their moms for Mother’s Day and she RUINED her picture. RUINED IT!!!
But how? I love that picture! The flowers…that smile!
Well, she didn’t move her backpack and it’s IN THE PICTURE and it makes it all ugly…the WHOLE CORNER LOOKS UGLY LIKE A SPIDER!
And that is when I realized Grace is far more like me than I’d like to admit.
I used to think that I would love having my daughters be just like me…we would all get along so perfectly. But now…I worry that they will be too much like me. I cringe when I see my faults reflected through them…like hiding a picture because it isn’t good enough to give.
It was a startling wake up call for me.
The world is full of critics…mean people…those who try to tear others down…jerk wads….and I need to stop beating up myself and my work….there are people enough for that…and if I’m not strong enough to do it for myself I need to do it for the sake of my girls. Because they are good and wonderful and don’t need themselves for a harsh, unrelenting critic.
There is nothing wrong with this photograph…this darling picture of a beaming girl holding a bouquet of flowers that just happens to have a backpack in the bottom corner…but I almost missed out on receiving it because I am too hard on myself….and it has rubbed off on my daughter.
How unfortunate that would have been to miss out on sharing that picture…I can’t ever let that happen again…EVER. I need to be better…and I have a feeling, I’m not the only one out there who could use a strong, solid dose of “I’m good enough.”
Let’s try to take it easy on ourselves today ok ladies? It will be hard, I know it will be hard for me, but we (especially me) need to do it. If only for the sake of our girls.