This is the time of the year that our kids can drive us crazy. The weather is bad. It gets dark early. I know when my kids were young, it was easy to lose patience at this time of year, especially when we couldn’t go outside quite so much. I’d have mommy guilt for putting them in front of another movie.
But then, just when you feel you’re losing it, kids can remind you of the simple truths. They can send you a powerful message about yourself and love.
One of my friends in the blogging world is Julie at A Place For Thoughts. She is the mother of a toddler and a baby. She told me this story about her toddler. He had gotten a hold of something precious and breakable and broke it. She learned something amazing. (Besides keeping your things too high for a child to reach!)
“Years ago my grandmother gave me a worry box. I was going through something fairly difficult and this gift was more than a blessing to me. She couldn’t realize just how much it meant to me. At the time my grandmother was more interested in talking about what was happening at the neighbor’s house than anything sentimental.
Inside the box were three angels with a passage written that read: This box is for your worries, the aches within your heart. A place to tuck away your fears, where love and hope can start. So keep this box beside you, and know how much they care, for when you need peace and joy the angels will be there.
Throughout the years there have been times when this box was tucked away in a safe place. At other times it has even been forgotten but earlier this year I came across it on a day that I really needed to. Then the next day someone else came across it. My toddler.
As quick as he could he started shaking the box. By the time I got to him the angels were in pieces. Between lack of sleep and feeling sad I really didn’t study what was left of them because it seemed that they were all broken. I quickly skimmed for the sharp pieces of glass, got rid of them and then I closed the box and placed it on my dresser.
The other day my son grabbed the box again and walked towards me with it saying, “Angols, Angols!” With a smile at the way he says angel, I opened up the box to look at what remained. I gently pushed through the pieces and there it was. One angel. Unharmed. Beautiful. Strong. And I was reminded that all you need is one.“
I asked Julie what she meant by “All you need is one.” She told me it did have a double meaning but it was up to each of us to figure out what our own meaning is.
What do you think?
*Julie’s blog is a place to share thoughts, feelings and experiences for herself and she invites others to as well. She wanted to offer an anonymous place where people could get things off their chest if they needed a safe place to do so. She wanted her blog to be inviting to others. To let them know that it was there for them as much as it was for her. “My blog was also a way to start to write again after not doing so for so long.” Visit A Place For Thoughts and leave your own message for Julie.
** Photo: Juliett-Foxtrott
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