changing seasons
Once upon a time my growing kids united and overturned the pedestal were they put me long time ago when they were babies.
I did not know it was coming so I was not ready. A fluffy feathery nicely clucking chicken-me with still warm belly, just out of the nest, lost comfort of the coop. I fluttered my wings, having forgotten how to fly, pedaled my chicken feet in the air, overturned and landed on a cold floor with a thump.
With this fall two things became clear.
First, the kids do grow into preteens, teenagers and young adults. It is a blessed and natural change.
Second, the parents do change from wise folks into annoying, controlling, narrow-minded persons. I became one myself.
I am in the beginning of a new journey now. A journey on the path towards meeting my kids in a middle and continuing on our separate but hopefully visible to each other in the woods ways.
I love my kids.
5 comments:
Marika, all of them love you as much as you love them. They are just too "fluffy" to forgive and accept.
Hope you will post soon that this stage is in the past.
I just vividly imagined you as a hen trying to fly - as in "The chicken run":)
exactly like "Chicken run"!!
a chicken trying to crawl after a ray of hope:)
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