Sometimes, people suck. They’re hateful and hurtful and emphatically unapologetic. They’re purposeful and pointed in their words and actions, aiming to cut others with them.
Sometimes, people don’t suck. They go on hugging sprees, give a voice to the voiceless, and stand up for those who are being beaten down. They’re purposeful and pointed in their words and actions, aiming to cure the world’s ails with them.
Trying to keep the latter in the forefront of my mind is a full-time job, especially lately. Goodness, America–what are we doing?! To help focus on the good, I focus on my children.
They’re super amazing at driving me absolutely insane, but at the end of the day when there are three pairs of chubby arms wrapped around me, I feel the good in the world. My five-year-old lays her signature, “I love you no matter what” on me, and I feel safe. I feel at home. While I am not suggesting we shy away from the open dialogue that is the first step to healing, I know it’s unrealistic to shirk motherhood completely in our quest for justice. So I’ve tried to find a balance where parenthood and The Mess can co-exist in an effort to remember happiness and teach my children how to be good human beings.
Smiling is where we started.
To Idlewild Park & Soak Zone we went.
Great park, especially for younger pre-teen kids.