..so completely different and yet in many ways so much the same.
Johnny and I only this week reflected on our girls’ needs for affirmation, encouragement and patience. How we have seen them more settled, less at odds with each other when we pursue this and actively look for ways to encourage them.
I read this post from Practising Simplicity earlier in the week and it really struck a chord with me. I had spent the afternoon at swimming lessons and had caught myself listening to numerous parents rant at their kids.
Being outside of each conversation it made me reflect on how I sound as I speak to my girls.
What my tone of voice is.
How obvious is it when my frustration bubbles to the surface.
Every time I speak I have a choice. A choice to plant gentleness in little hearts, to plant patience and peace.
I have a choice to deal with their frustrations, tears and bickering in a way that shows them ‘a better way’.
An overwhelming thought? I know I will fail over and over and over again but that doesn’t discourage me that in each little moment, whatever frustration, tantrum or tears that may hold. I can take a breath, calm my own heart and choose wisely.
Loving well can be hard.