Do you ever feel as an adoptive parent that as your child begins to do better, you lessen the support while increasing expectation? I am guilty of this without even knowing it, until I can slow down enough to find the foundation, what does any child need? One day they will read, do crafts, but what is the heart of all of it? More than anything they need security and love from a parent who loves them enough to slow down and hold them, see them. The earth still spins silently, a new day awaits tomorrow as we nestle under a blanket as a water color sky turns to night. Moments like this I know there are few things he needs as much as this closeness…and maybe me too.
My house can be messy, most things undone, no one needs to be a great somebody when the best part of being is connecting with the ones you love. I am reminded of //Laugh with your happy friends when they’re happy; share tears when they’re down. Get along with each other; don’t be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don’t be the great somebody.” rom 12.15
When your house is filled with really, great somebodies, this is really the best part.