Day 7: 44 to 44 at 4:44

Children … other people’s children

So … the Department of Basic Education. Yes, I’m starting with that. All the world of thoughts and things after the announcements by Min AM last night. No comment. But I listen, because there are learners in my life in the form of nieces, nephew, godchildren, friends’ children and family children. And teachers – in my family and friend circle and general environment.

I don’t have any of my own children and at this moment it is very likely that I will not have any children biologically – yes, I believe in God and this can change therefore God’s job but I’m not going to make a way where I am not seeing a way at the moment (end of topic). I am also turning 44 and I have this thing that I treasure called sleep and detailed history with my ObGyn. Sidenote … yes, I’ve cried about it, prayed about it, shouted about it, screamed about it, looked for options and I am making peace with it. So … let’s love each other, build a bridge and cross it. I have many children in my life and I love all of them and if their parents believe that a village raises the child, I pretty much have lots of children. SIX godchildren by the way. Bledded and grateful.

I’ve specifically had the pleasure of spending some time watching a friend homeschool the past few days and whether or not lockdown started out as dread for this specific friend, it has turned out to be an amazing journey in bonding and relationship building between parents and kids. Beautiful to see. I’ve also been privvy to the position where I to see / hear how relationships between parents and kids chip away in little piece – the reasons are plentiful. I blame no one. It breaks my heart especially to experience the exasperation of the children and parents who wants to work towards the closeness, but don’t seem to know how – many reasons preventing.

I often get pushed to the sideline because I don’t have children. Intentionally and / or unintentionally. Something that used to annoy me, but also something I have accepted and will peacefully not be involved unless specifically asked a specific question. This has been a challenging growth period for me because much of my growing up I spent in ‘village raising children’-mentality – with integrity, respect and honesty of course.

For anybody who think that I spoil the kids in my life … ask the people in my life. Hehehe. They wish.

I love kids. I love spending time seing them grow, their creativity, how they challenge their parents and my own authority. I love watching people interact with kids in healthy ways. I love having conversations with kids and walk with them while they grow and get to know themselves and how they challenge me to grow. Let them challenge you to grow – they don’t know it, you do. Never stop playing with them, they really need it! Teach them to help and care, create and build, have conversation and ask question and to love with respect and integrity. Teach them about honour and sweets and balance and difference and similarities and trust. Teach them to know peace and joy and happiness and teach them about friends and relationships and love. And while you teach them, lead by example. People do what you do, not what you say. Lead. Wherever you are. You are seen. Wherever you go. Not only parents, everybody.

Children watch everybody around them. They learn from every interaction they see and experience. They also learn what to do, how to speak, what is being said and how it is being said when we find ourselves in various situations. Children have an amazing way of reflecting their environment, sometimes to parents’ embaressment.

I love to watch humans develop. Whether in age, in maturity, knowledge, … well, all aspects. I enjoy my interactions with these little humans.

How about you?

What fragrance do you leave behind when you leave the company of children? Any children.

One thought on “Day 7: 44 to 44 at 4:44

  1. Keep playing with them, not only them, but YOU, need it.

    Little humans are so honest. I love it

    Thanks for sharing your truth๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ

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