Thursday, October 24, 2013

Day 25-Let It Go

 

I don’t know if I have mentioned this before, but school wears out my kids.  Thursday nights I can often see the wear on their faces.  Katy is putting herself to bed as I type this because she can’t make it to her 8:30 bedtime.  Hey, who am I to judge?
We came home today and I was doing some dinner prep while the girls settled down to their homework.  Lucy was completely distracted.  And not her in her normal procrastination or I’m super tired and emotional way.

I asked her what was going on.
She said that her heart felt empty.

Holy moly, this kid…her insights constantly surprise me.
Some kid at school had said that he hated her.  You know how kids are.  That’s a go-to insult for kids for those moments when they don’t know how to really express their frustrations.

It still stabs you in the heart though.
And leaves it empty.

I comforted Lucy the best I know how to.  Lots of hugs, lots of reminders about who she is and some discussion about the words that kids use.
arms to embrace

And almost as soon as she started melting down, she perked up.  She said that she was able to let go of it and felt better.  She cheerfully started working on her math homework.
Wow.  I wish that I had that ability.  To let something go like that. 

Sometimes venting only leads to more venting.  And more negativity.  And more hurt feelings.
This little lady just lets it go.

She is so amazing.


This post is part of the 31 Day series-Mindful Moments.


4 comments:

  1. She is awesome!! Can she teach me!!

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  2. I think she can teach us all! :)

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  3. Oh this is so great. I definitely struggle to let things go... both when people hurt me and when I feel guilty about something I've done. I love the image of her bringing it to you, your comfort, and then her letting it go. That's exactly what I should do with God.

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  4. Holding on to things can be such a weight. I feel like I need to be constantly reminded of that. :)

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