5 hours ago
I read a phrase this morning on substack that just appealed to me so much. It's about life and getting stuff done " before the universe wants its stardust back". Something about that phrase just sings to me.
My beautiful grandson is hitting that awkward age when his bones are starting to be too long and his frustration boils over into rage. He was suspended from his new school yesterday, for whacking his much loved sister in the face over something ridiculous. I am reminded how challenging raising children can be, and equally how hard growing up is, no matter how old we are, there is always a new obstacle we have to deal with. I am so lucky to be at an age where those obstacles are a little lower, and kinder to my psyche.
Raining again here in the smoke, but there's nothing pressing on my calendar so I don't have to get up from my beautiful bed just yet, life is good...
My beautiful grandson is hitting that awkward age when his bones are starting to be too long and his frustration boils over into rage. He was suspended from his new school yesterday, for whacking his much loved sister in the face over something ridiculous. I am reminded how challenging raising children can be, and equally how hard growing up is, no matter how old we are, there is always a new obstacle we have to deal with. I am so lucky to be at an age where those obstacles are a little lower, and kinder to my psyche.
Raining again here in the smoke, but there's nothing pressing on my calendar so I don't have to get up from my beautiful bed just yet, life is good...