January 1st 2014
So it begins a new year of resolutions and noncommittal commitments. What are mine you might wonder. Simple. Do better, be better, try harder, and for the love of everything laugh more. I'm not going to try to define every area I need to improve on, let's just take a rough estimate and say I can improve in every area. Starting with making my children into good timber. This comes from a poem, entitled Good Timber by Douglas Malloch, I was given in high school by Pamela Dove, my field hockey coach and at the time my best friends mom.
Good Timber
The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.
I started reading a book last year called
The Parenting Breakthrough: Real-Life Plan to Teach Kids to Work, Save Money, and Be Truly Independent by Merrilee Browne Boyack. I love it. I am a type triple A momma. I need to know what I can do to help the future be what I want it to be. I am the Queen of List and the Duchess of Mental Notes. I want my kids to have a happy childhood and one filled with work and learning. I want these memories to permeate their adulthood. This year for part of my own personal betterment I am attempting to be a better mom. Giving my littles (2 years and 5 months) a chance to do more on their own. After seeking advise from some great friends I've discovered I'm too intense and my expectations need to be much lower, closer to what they can actually accomplish. For starters I'm going to focus on
family home evening (FHE). I don't need to plan an entire night full of activities and have everything from who, what, when and where mapped out. The entire lesson won't be more than 10 minutes and honestly I am going to shoot for 5, and I'm not going to feel guilty about it at all. Right now that is all our family can handle.
Though I want my children to be the good timber described in the poem above I need to care for the seeds planted. This year is the year we laugh more.