Post by aligator on Jan 20, 2007 19:41:24 GMT -5
just thought I would post a true story
When I was at my very low point with being sick,my daughter interviened and pulled me back. Let me back track a little. After our move across the state, I was exausted. Unpacking boxes, Painting the entire house, ripping up carpet, laying new flooring down, organizing, washing, and all of the other stuff you have to do when moving. My husband was/is working 6 days a week, 16 hours a day, and with me working on the house all of those long hours my body became even more run down.
I was laying down one afternoon in bed, I had not gotten up all day, too sick, I felt like I was the walking dead, in mind, body and spirit. I had given up and given in. My daughter climbed on our bed and without a word put both of her hands on either side of my face. It was not in her nature to do this, she is a typical two year old, never stopping for a moment. With both of her hands on my cheeks she looked me straight in the eyes. This pierced my very soul. We lay there for about 30 minutes looking into each others eyes. It stunned me. She did not move, she did not speak, there were only her eyes looking into me. It was as if she was looking into my soul. For a moment I felt like a child, and she the mother. With each breath I took she took two, gradually slowing down to my rhythm. When we were breathing in sync I noticed an expression on her face as to tell me she understood. She understood all the pain, all of the depression, all of my fears. I am quite suprized I was not crying at this point. I am very sure that she was trying to tell me to let it go. Let all of it go. There were so many thoughts when we layed there together, but the only thing I felt was the feeling of release. I feel so strongly that she was giving me permission to let it go, to forgive. So after about a half an hour she deliberately takes her hands off my face an places her right hand over my heart, still looking straight at me. She layed her head on my chest and fell asleep both still breathing in sync. I am a simple person, but what I received that day was no simple or ordinary gift. My daughter never behaved in that manner before, or since. I can't help but wonder if higher powers were working through her that day. I believe that day saved my life. I started to look at things differently to say the least.
Children, it seems to me are very perceptive. I am glad I didn't push her away, I'm glad I listened. It seems sometimes you can hear loud and clear even when nothing is being said.
After that day, I slowly started feeling better, not great, I'm still not great, but I am better. I am better because I listened to what wasn't being said.
Please listen to your children, they may not be rocket scientists, but I swear to you that the lessons you learn from them may be the most important of your life.
When I was at my very low point with being sick,my daughter interviened and pulled me back. Let me back track a little. After our move across the state, I was exausted. Unpacking boxes, Painting the entire house, ripping up carpet, laying new flooring down, organizing, washing, and all of the other stuff you have to do when moving. My husband was/is working 6 days a week, 16 hours a day, and with me working on the house all of those long hours my body became even more run down.
I was laying down one afternoon in bed, I had not gotten up all day, too sick, I felt like I was the walking dead, in mind, body and spirit. I had given up and given in. My daughter climbed on our bed and without a word put both of her hands on either side of my face. It was not in her nature to do this, she is a typical two year old, never stopping for a moment. With both of her hands on my cheeks she looked me straight in the eyes. This pierced my very soul. We lay there for about 30 minutes looking into each others eyes. It stunned me. She did not move, she did not speak, there were only her eyes looking into me. It was as if she was looking into my soul. For a moment I felt like a child, and she the mother. With each breath I took she took two, gradually slowing down to my rhythm. When we were breathing in sync I noticed an expression on her face as to tell me she understood. She understood all the pain, all of the depression, all of my fears. I am quite suprized I was not crying at this point. I am very sure that she was trying to tell me to let it go. Let all of it go. There were so many thoughts when we layed there together, but the only thing I felt was the feeling of release. I feel so strongly that she was giving me permission to let it go, to forgive. So after about a half an hour she deliberately takes her hands off my face an places her right hand over my heart, still looking straight at me. She layed her head on my chest and fell asleep both still breathing in sync. I am a simple person, but what I received that day was no simple or ordinary gift. My daughter never behaved in that manner before, or since. I can't help but wonder if higher powers were working through her that day. I believe that day saved my life. I started to look at things differently to say the least.
Children, it seems to me are very perceptive. I am glad I didn't push her away, I'm glad I listened. It seems sometimes you can hear loud and clear even when nothing is being said.
After that day, I slowly started feeling better, not great, I'm still not great, but I am better. I am better because I listened to what wasn't being said.
Please listen to your children, they may not be rocket scientists, but I swear to you that the lessons you learn from them may be the most important of your life.